cutting a [creative] path to those deep woods

by | Sep 27, 2020 | Uncategorized

At this point in my Vermont sojourn, my Long Trail journal starts to ricochet. My next entry is five days after I limped off the trail in Manchester, uncertain of my future; I then time-travel and describe the past. My diary continues this way for the duration. Alas,...
prayer wrapped in my father’s red bandana

prayer wrapped in my father’s red bandana

by | Sep 14, 2020 | Uncategorized

14 September 2015 — Day 6Solo backpacking the length of Vermont on the Long Trail So early the next morning I set off — first out of camp. My knee tied with Dad’s red bandanna. After thirty or forty minutes or so, Flagman caught up with me. “How’s...