April 28th, 2009
Dear grandpa,
I’ve been using your last name as my trail name for sometime now, I hope you don’t mind. I figured it made sense since you were always so woodsie. I’ve been having a problem though that maybe you could help me with. On the trail, I spend about 99% of my time out doors. Before, you would often instruct us to “go outside and get the stink blown off you.” I have to say that no matter how long I spend outside, I can never seem to get the stink blown off me. In fact, it seems like the longer I spend outside the worse the smell gets. It’s a terrible mixture of ass, feet, and sweat. So if you have any further pointers, let me know. Maybe there’s some step I’m missing…
Sincerely,
BENDER
PS. I saw a sweet black rattle snake just off the trail today. Must have been 5′ long. Reminded me of the one in the canyon.
April 29th, 2009 at 12:03 pm
Gross!
Awesome post.
April 29th, 2009 at 4:02 pm
Grandpa would be so, so proud of this trek of yours.
April 29th, 2009 at 4:25 pm
And since when are rattlesnakes “sweet”??????
April 30th, 2009 at 4:04 pm
I agree with Margo – He is with you every step of the way, as we all are.
May 18th, 2009 at 3:34 pm
Turns out that rattle snake may have been a regular old black rat snake. It appears they have evolved a neat ability to vibrate their tails like rattle snakes, but rather than coming from a rattle, the noise comes from their tail beating against dry leaves! Sneaky gits…