I slide on those battered Columbia hikers leaning off the side of my hammock swinging trail side. The feel of warm wet socks from the day before slipping unwanted inside a frozen shoe. With the crunch of snow and clanging of spikes, like a herd of turtles we go stomping down that trail. To hell…
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The Slug
I suckle on nylon tents, titanium pots, and mesh-covered shoes. Once in awhile I get licked by strange objects, this isn’t old news. I was used to being flicked away in revulsion and pesticidal turmoil, on my way to catching the noose. But, I remain the same when the moisture is right and darkness consumes….
Salamonie Reservoir, Camping on the Bloodroot Trail
We had a decently warm week here in Indiana. Almost too warm for the tail end of February. We will take it with no complaints. With that being said, I decided to take full advantage of the weather and head down to the Bloodroot Trail on the Salamonie Reservoir. I have completed this…
A Night in the Woods
I let the depths of the earth swallow me like a fish in a pond, Watching with intense eyes, As the ripples withered into dark tranquility, It took me like a moth to light, I vigorously danced with ferns and scavenged with raccoons, I swam with fish and ran with deer, I lead a troop…
Nature Calling!
I stand on the edge of reality, Peering into the eyes of destruction, Feeling the wind push the stench below my nose, A wave of wild ambition creeps in my veins, Mind and body sway with the trees.
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