Scaling the Wooden Cliff

The front door had a little breezy gap at the bottom, so I squeezed right through to see what lay beyond the living room! The outside is enormous! Out on the porch, the wooden steps looked like giant towering cliffs! I grabbed onto a raised knot in the weathered plank with both hands and gave a mighty kick with my legs! One scrambled bounce, two little hoists—and up I popped onto the top tread! The cool morning breeze ruffled my stem, and down below, a whole sidewalk curved away into the neighborhood! How far does that path go?