Monday, February 22, 2016

Hell, It's Always Been About the Adventure...

The excitement accompanying decisions made this past weekend and tonight’s full moon... The boys and I are sending full moon manifesting adventure vibrations out to the universe… A special thank you for tonight’s full moon blog pic provided by the best guitar player I know… My cousin Dave Viterna…
  
Continuing my literary journey through “Walden”… It becomes more real to me with each turn of a page… “Life simply and wisely is not a hardship, but a pastime…”

As the weather continues to warm I’ll be getting the RV ready… Cleaned and doing a few repairs… The boys and I will be geared up for our next off the grid adventure… Five months in the Montana Mountains… We’re leaving mid-May…

Sharing this news with my best friend of 45yrs earlier this month… He made the comment… “What a life you’ve led.” Replying with… “It’s all about the adventure now.” I quickly corrected myself by adding… “Hell, it’s always been about the adventure.”

Maybe I should change the name of this blog… Ok, I just did… Sometime the titles comes before writing… Sometimes it comes while writing…

There’s still a chance we’ll be heading to Garnett, Montana… A 19th century ghost town… To work as a tour guide… A job that will still leave time for quality time alone in the mountains… I’m waiting to hear… But we leave as soon as it’s warm enough… Mid-May regardless…

No drunken assholes walking in the hotel lobby after midnight on the weekends… No apartment tenants to baby sit… No traffic… No noise…

I am listening to the neighbor’s kid scream like a banshee at 930pm, as I write this… There’ll be none of that to hear either… Fuck you, Mormons… Have some more ‘cuz your bishop told you to… Turn all your homes into baby mills… WTF???

There’ll probably will be no internet connection or cell phone service as well… Who cares??? Unlike many people today… I can read and write cursive… Yeah, that’s a shout out to my Catholic school education… I’ll fill up notebooks in lantern light by hand again…

There’ll be campfires... And star filled night skies like no one from NY has ever seen… Stars so close you’ll think you could touch them…

There’ll be apple pie moonshine to sip beside the fire… One batch is made two or three more to be put up before we leave… Thoreau and Emerson to read…

Long walks, mountain streams and pictures to take which will sadly not do the beauty justice…

Asked often if it bothers me to live life alone in the wilderness… I can only reply… Life alone in the city is what bothers me… I never feel alone in the mountains with my dogs…

I almost always feel alone even in this small city…

Surrounded by people and unnatural noise… Cars, sirens, screaming babies, rude and entitled people… Phones, TVs… Idiots sharing shitty music at stop lights with the bass turned up so high… Potato fed Idaho white boys wanting to be gangster… How about you try to be better than that instead…

I’ll be listening to the music of a crackling fire and instead of car exhaust I’ll be enjoying the wonderful smell of a campfire every night…

I will be making some videos to post on you tube if/when an internet connection is available… I have already filled a notebook with video skit ideas and characters… If I’m lucky… I won’t have one until September… I would prefer not to have the distraction…

Can you tell the boys and I are excited to go???

What happens in September??? Well, there are several options… None of which need to be discussed now… We’ll see how this 5 month adventure plays out before we decide…

Yes… WE… The boys are a part of every decision… Sadly, Riley will only share these adventures with us in spirit now… But share them he will… As he chases slow rabbits in doggie heaven… His picture the only one currently gracing the walls of our apartment… We’ll leave a marker on his grave on our way out of town…

Well, it’s time to get this posted before headed to bed… Dreams of campfires dancing in my head… I’m counting the days…