Nine and half miles, our longest day of hiking yet. We strolled into Hawk Mountain Shelter; were greeted as “the Yoga Sisters;” met with the grossest privy this side of the Mason-Dixon; discovered that when surrounded by other males, Greg was inclined to take their side; punched Yukon Cornelius, started a fireside brawl, settled everythingContinue reading “Chapter Fifteen: Sasquatch”
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Chapter Two: Firetalker
When he was seven years old, my father-in-law fell and burnt his leg on the metal grate covering the boiler that heated the house. Granny and Pop took him to the doctor, had the burn treated, and then called a distant cousin from up in North Carolina—to talk the fire out. The practice of fire-talkingContinue reading “Chapter Two: Firetalker”
Rocks & Roots 