The Saddle

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There is a saddle high, where a good man fell…

There is a trail leading to it with countless stories to tell…

Shifted earth and trodden grass…

Footprints, water jugs, and mounds of trash…

That night in October, Nick walked up this hill…

Unknowing, assuming it was to be run-of-the-mill…

Things went wrong and Nick fell there…

Up in the saddle, in that fresh air…

“Nick’s Saddle” is how it is now known…

As a reminder that our earthly bodies are but on loan…

The soul of that man watches over those he left behind…

While they patiently await for their own time…

There is a saddle high, where a good man fell…

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Pima Writer’s Forum – Tucson

writing-campSo earlier this month I signed up for a membership on MeetUp.com to see about maybe connecting with other writers in the area. Tonight was the first meeting I attended and I really enjoyed the hour I spent with these folks. We turned a twenty-minute writing exercise into about forty-five minutes of writing and ended up banging out some pretty good stuff. I had to leave early so unsure how much everybody else got done, but I rambled on about two different subjects (which I’ll “transpose” below from my handwritten stuff). Continue reading Pima Writer’s Forum – Tucson

The Hike

Regardless how you may feel about the way our hike turned out, I’d like to tell you about it. You can read this and take it as a learning experience (it most definitely was for me, seeing as this was my very first overnight hiking experience) Trust me when I say that before it went sideways, it was a very cool hike and I would definitely recommend it to anyone. At the risk of dramatizing things more than I should at a later date due to the details getting fuzzy, I’d like to just get it all down now while it’s pretty fresh. I like to consider myself a writer, seeing as it gives me a direction for my energy and makes me happy to create something. Even if it’s not necessarily a physical manifestation of creativity that one can put hands on, the act of creating something gives me joy. That being said, my duty as a writer is to translate my experiences into something readable for you. Are you ready to bite off this chunk of a story? It’s a bit of a doozy, let me warn you.

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Arizona Trail Passage One, Here I Come…

I’ve never really had a special affinity for walking. I mean, we all have to walk everywhere we go (well with the current technology we don’t HAVE to walk anywhere anymore) but I’ve never really considered walking long distances for no real reason. Even at work I spend five days out of the week hiking for most of my shift. That being said, I will be hiking the first passage of the Arizona Trail (Huachuca Mountains Passage) in late December with my father-in-law, voluntarily.
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