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    A Thank you to my hammock family

    Time past is starting to lose its definitive placement for me at times.

    On or about the end of october '85
    when I trudged up my footpath from the road to my chosen site,
    dragging 16' 2x6's and 1/2 inch ply wood, to build the floor of my tent,
    that I would spend two years living in, even in sub zero weather . . .
    a floor that would become a small cabin,
    where I would live another four years.

    Yes I had running water . . . I had to run down to the creek to get it.

    . . . many folks thought I was crazy or even a nut.

    Nobody said any thing . . . even Buddy One didn't say much,
    only that I was a frontiersman out of time.

    My mother cried when she visited.
    She walked up the path . . . cried . . . and walked back down,
    without saying a word. Never to return.

    But it was my sister, visiting after my first two months of being alone in the winter . . .
    . . . that said, "Listen, the quiet . . . it's deafening"
    She got it right away.

    Still, many thought I was . . .

    So thank you to my new family . . .
    a family of mostly like minded . . .
    winter campers . . . and summer campers
    that think or wish they were more daring, or not.
    Yet it is OK for us to want to get out, or get away,
    solo, or in a group.
    To live in the wilderness . . . one night at a time, if need be.
    To be self-sufficient . . . one night at a time.
    To be innovative, daring, and different.
    To capture moments that we can cherish for a life time.
    Moments that might lose their place chronologically,
    yet remain steadfast as an event, that we experienced.

    I have grandchildren that I may never see,
    but I have young children now . . . that love my stories
    They love to read what I write, even what I post here,
    it gives them a glimpse into their Papa's life past,
    to them I'm like a historical person, yet that lives.
    To me I am not that person, but an adventurer,
    that was to scared to do, many things.

    So thank you family of mine, may we share our lives together,
    and enjoy each other immensely.

    I write this as I prep. to hang in -11C or 11F again tonight,
    and I think back to my tent property, and think of trees that were favorites,
    That I could have hung from.

    I had two favorite trees, one that was growing like a slingshot handle,
    the other was struck by lightning,
    40 ft up and knocking the rest of the 15 ft top
    to 90 degrees, or parallel to the ground.
    At that point a 4" sapling was grown to a 15ft height

    after all this time they could still be standing . . .
    I'll have to ask an Ent . . . right . . . a fictional very old tree that talks.

    But I am going on . . . and it is late . . . time to hang.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Bradley View Post
    Time past is starting to lose its definitive placement for me at times.

    On or about '85 when I trudged up my footpath from the road to my chosen site,
    dragging 16' 2x6's and 1/2 inch ply wood, to build the floor of my tent,
    that I would spend two years living in, even in sub zero weather . . .
    a floor that would become a small cabin,
    where I would live another four years.

    Yes I had running water . . . I had to run down to the creek to get it.

    . . . many folks thought I was crazy or even a nut.

    Nobody said any thing . . . even Buddy One didn't say much,
    only that I was a frontiersman out of time.

    My mother cried when she visited.
    She walked up the path . . . cried . . . and walked back down,
    without saying a word. Never to return.

    But it was my sister, visiting after my first two months of being alone in the winter . . .
    . . . that said, "Listen, the quiet . . . it's deafening"
    She got it right away.

    Still, many thought I was . . .

    So thank you to my new family . . .
    a family of mostly like minded . . .
    winter campers . . . and summer campers
    that think or wish they were more daring, or not.
    Yet it is OK for us to want to get out, or get away,
    solo, or in a group.
    To live in the wilderness . . . one night at a time, if need be.
    To be self-sufficient . . . one night at a time.
    To be innovative, daring, and different.
    To capture moments that we can cherish for a life time.
    Moments that might lose their place chronologically,
    yet remain steadfast as an event, that we experienced.

    I have grandchildren that I may never see,
    but I have young children now . . . that love my stories
    They love to read what I write, even what I post here,
    it gives them a glimpse into their Papa's life past,
    to them I'm like a historical person, yet that lives.
    To me I am not that person, but an adventurer,
    that was to scared to do, many things.

    So thank you family of mine, may we share our lives together,
    and enjoy each other immensely.

    I write this as I prep. to hang in -11C or 11F again tonight,
    and I think back to my tent property, and think of trees that were favorites,
    That I could have hung from.

    I had two favorite trees, one that was growing like a slingshot handle,
    the other was struck by lightning,
    40 ft up and knocking the rest of the 15 ft top
    to 90 degrees, or parallel to the ground.
    At that point a 4" sapling was grown to a 15ft height

    after all this time they could still be standing . . .
    I'll have to ask an Ent . . . right . . . a fictional very old tree that talks.

    But I am going on . . . and it is late . . . time to hang.
    That's pretty cool
    "If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing you should do is STOP DIGGING "

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    Need a "like" button...

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    Bradley, I really enjoy reading your posts. You have a poets knack of writing about the wilderness that puts into words how many of us feel about camping, hiking and such. Thanks for sharing your journey,
    "Sometimes only nature felt real, while all human monuments and actions seemed to be the settings and the plots of dreams"

    "So many people live in the past or the future and betray the present."

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    wordsworthian.

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    Nice Bradley, thank you.
    Good luck,
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    Bradley,

    Beautifully written, as only a poet could, and says so much about why many of us in this "family" feel the deep unrelenting need to go to the wilderness. You're a lucky man to have such wonderful memories.

    Thank you for sharing,

    Leigh
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    That was good Bradley. It made my day, thanks.

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    hats off to you. You have done what many of us would love to do i envy and admire you.

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    Thank you Bradley. Great story to start my day as I relax in my hanging cocoon.

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