Date: 2008-02-14
To: Old Friends and New!
Miles today: 0.0

So why the picture from 2005, well because many of you may not know, but No Worries, two time thru hiker and another great piece of Hiker Trash is responsible for yours truly's trail name. That's right, Worries is the father of my trail name...so does that make him my "Trail Godfather?" Don't know, maybe I'll coin a new AT phrase, if everyone who reads my journal follows this line of thinking we can start a new Backpacking Term. No, hear me out, here is how it would go:Trail Godfather:   Hiker who dubs fellow hiker with their trailname. Think about it, it's something special, very likely it is a name we will use for the rest of our hiking days, so ther person who gives it to us will live on in our memories, long after we receive the name. Not a bad idea when you think about it. After all there are those who take a name on their own, and therefore do not have "Trail Godfathers or Godmothers" as the case may be. This would mean that NoWorries is my Trail Godfather, and I am the Trail Godfather of Magic Thumb and Sweet Dreams as I dubbed them with their trail monikers. C'mon people let's add a piece of terminology to the hiker realm. I'll even go on Whiteblaze and get slammed for doing so...but I don't care, might be kinda fun to try.Anyways, why bring this up, well it was funny but the other day I was sitting on MySpace and Erin asks me if I've heard from Worries lately. I say, no, haven't talked to him in a while, but then I see he's on MySpace and shortly after my cellphone is ringing and it's Worries.   We talked for awhile and it was great to hear from him. Truly a great piece of hiker trash.On another note, working out and no smoking is going well. Not much else to say.Remember...pass on "Trail Godfather/Godmother", you heard it here first!Song of the day in honor of my buddy, NoWorries, who has moved from the land of Beer and Brats(Wisconsin) to the land of Beer and Pot(Colorado)is a song known well by many.Rocky Mountain High by John Denver, a great song I don't care what anyone says!He was born in the summer of his 27th yearComin' home to a place he'd never been beforeHe left yesterday behind him, you might say he was born againYou might say he found a key for every doorWhen he first came to the mountains his life was far awayOn the road and hangin' by a songBut the string's already broken and he doesn't really careIt keeps changin' fast and it don't last for longBut the Colorado rocky mountain highI've seen it rainin' fire in the skyThe shadow from the starlight is softer than a lullabyeRocky mountain highHe climbed cathedral mountains, he saw silver clouds belowHe saw everything as far as you can seeAnd they say that he got crazy once and he tried to touch the sunAnd he lost a friend but kept his memoryNow he walks in quiet solitude the forest and the streamsSeeking grace in every step he takesHis sight has turned inside himself to try and understandThe serenity of a clear blue mountain lakeAnd the Colorado rocky mountain highI've seen it rainin' fire in the skyYou can talk to God and listen to the casual replyRocky mountain highNow his life is full of wonder but his heart still knows some fearOf a simple thing he cannot comprehendWhy they try to tear the mountains down to bring in a couple moreMore people, more scars upon the landAnd the Colorado rocky mountain highI've seen it rainin' fire in the skyI know he'd be a poorer man if he never saw an eagle flyRocky mountain highIt's Colorado rocky mountain highI've seen it rainin' fire in the skyFriends around the campfire and everybody's highRocky mountain high