“We sat and drank with the sun on our shoulders and felt like free men. Hell, we could have been tarring the roof of one of our own houses. We were the lords of all creation. As for Andy - he spent that break hunkered in the shade, a strange little smile on his face, watching us drink his beer.” Red
Jason Buffington and I embarked on a full-on "dress rehearsal" in preparation for the Big Dance (less than two weeks away) on Saturday night thru Sunday morning. Perhaps a bit lost, unexpectedly we came upon a parcel of unexplored terra-firma in the form of an alder swamp west-southeast of old Duluth during the early morning hours of last Sunday (1/17/2010). I claimed with solemn dignity, Jason Buffington as my witness, that henceforth and forever more these immediate lands shall be under the sovereign dominion of the DBD. As I made the proclamation a solitary tear of pride leaked upon my stalwart cheek. Thankfully Buffington did not notice...We then took our repose for a few hours while enjoying with majestic relish an artfully crafted ale brewed by the good doctor that tasted to the author like nectar of the gods. We chased the magical fermented barley elixir with a shot of aged Colorado whiskey and buoyed our resolve by ingesting numerous hot dogs of the finest quality, grilled over a wonderful fire (again thanks to Buffington's tenacity for the wood was wet and at that point the author only wanted to drink)... And we felt like free men...We were the lords of all creation...
Arrowhead 135 here we come!!!!
yOu guys are my heros. I wish I could come up to cheer you on.
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Sorry about the shelter Charlie, I swear it was there just last week. But oh, what a beautiful alder swamp!
ReplyDeleteI did note the infinitely small, yet very reflective in the firelight, tear in your eye, but thought you had just grazed your eye with your hot dog stick as you thrust it in the snow muttering something about the DBD.
Cheers. J
Well done lads . . . well done.
ReplyDeleteThose pictures look photoshopped. I think that backdrop is Farrow's back yard. Can't wait to tell Mallory! He's gonna freak!
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Nice try wayward Eki....As you clung to your "blankie," in the safety of your abode, we (including both George and Earnest) were "out-there" seeking adventure and conquering new lands. In fact during our brief respite from the trail, we all discussed your excommunication from the DBD!!!
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