I will not be blogging, probably, for the next week or so. Please don't fret. I may put up entries at Trailjournals.com, if I have signal. In any event, Happy Mothers Day! Probably I will be in a no cell zone that day so have some virtual hugs now.
Dear everybody else,
Piss off.
Okay, I didn't really mean that. But if the world would go away, or even just back off for a while, that would be nice. It has been really freaking busy out and I need to go somewhere quiet and lonesome with a good friend and just chill the hell out.
Unfortunately, I think the trail will probably be pretty crowded. Trail Days time around Damascus is prime time for current thruhikers actually hiking through, and also old thruhikers reliving their glory days. As I will be doing. Although I don't know about the glory, seeing as my hike turned into a very extended section hike as opposed to a thruhike. But I plan to enjoy it anyway.
My POINT is that I am going hiking and will not be partaking, so much, of the wonders of civilization for a few days. First I have to get through tomorrow at the office, which promises to be super busy. But then.. Mwahaha! It is just me and the wilds and DeLee and some Kahlua and approximately seven thousand other hikers!
Honestly at the moment I'm only hoping for two things. 1) My spine doesn't fall out. 2) I can find a flat place to put my tent at night, probably wedged up next to a man nicknamed Chainsaw. (All hikers nicknamed Chainsaw are very loud snorers, FYI.)
Then, once we are thoroughly exercised and sunburnt and covered in poison ivy, and possibly triumphant, DeLee and I will merge with the stinky masses of hikers in Damascus and we will be with My People. People with names like Little Aspen and Leapfrog and Slowride, and Toothpick and G Hippie and Cody. And many, many others I hope. If I can remember I will take many pictures.
PS It was really nice here today.
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| I love it when that big tree behind the house leafs out |
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| If this picture had smell-o-vision, you would be sighing in happiness right now, like I was. |
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| Blue sky. Not grey. Blue. |
If this thought surfaces to the top when you're at Trail Days, tell everyone you talk to that eArThworm says "HI" and misses the hiker gang, but will try to make it to the Gathering.
ReplyDeleteNow go have a GREAT hike!