Poem from the Trail

I can resonate with this little ditty from Sidewinder:

one lone hiker
here I be
all by myself
on the CDT

my friends are all ahead
by a half day
I must getting closer
or so other people say

dreamt the past 2 nights
of playing in the water
think I’d go crazy
if it got much hotter

walkin’ into Cuba
can’t accept no ride
sun beatin’ down upon me
got no place to hide

caught up with the others
while they were chilin’ in a diner
plate of fries & grilled cheese
nothing could be finer

twenty some miles again
not bad for a stroll
but bein’ on the CDT
that’s the way we roll


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