It’s hard to leave this place, this haven, this quiet home in the woods, and I lie here in bed, a few short hours before my daybreak departure, missing it already. I feel her warmth beside me. I listen to the yip of coyotes in the ravine below. I sense the Aussie moving restlessly about the dark room, finding one cool spot after another to lie upon the smooth concrete floor.
They say that Alaska will change a man and I hope that it’s not true. I like who I am, where I am, what I am. But it’s the “what I am” that sends me that way, I suppose, so the risk must be taken. The rush is on and I’m more than excited.
But, already, I look forward to being back home.
Have a great trip! You have a beautiful home.
ReplyDeleteSafe travels, Mike! I am especially looking forward to your photographic (and written) documentation of this adventure.
ReplyDelete"We're goin' North, the rush is on," he said, wondering if he'd ever come back.
ReplyDeleteI'll be watching for updates. I know too well how much a place can change a man. In my experience, the farther north, the stronger the place. I don't even risk Ontario. So far.
Safe travels. I know when I finally make it that far North, I will struggle to come back.
ReplyDeleteNothing wrong with change, but if you stay up there I'll be concerned.
ReplyDeleteYou've been to Chicago in the winter.
Picture that.
Only worse.
For more than half the year.
Have a good trip....hope you have a chance to meet Ard...
ReplyDeleteJP(-:
Well if my house looked like that and was located there I'd be a little hesitant to leave to. Safe travels and don't forget where to come from.
ReplyDeleteI'm looking forward to your report.
ReplyDeleteTight lines and safe travels Mike. I always enjoy the poetic musings.
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