Friday, January 22, 2010


The other night I went to bed to find my wife reading with a clip-on book light.  I instantly yearned to hit the trail.  This reminded me of nights spent reading by headlamp.  Lined up in the lean-to reading the shelter log.  Discussing the trail book with fellow hikers, figuring out how far I should travel the next day.  Stretched out in my sleeping bag, tent lit up like a firefly, reading Kerouac before passing out.

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