i made a real effort to avoid any sort of artistic flourishes with this narrative. my instructor cautions against "spiritual inflation," and i tend to fall prey to that. i tried to inject some of the humor of the situation, but, in retrospect, i neglected to accurately capture some of the misery (and a moment or two of abject terror). next edit, maybe.
xposted to swinney and myspace
- Location:presidio gomez
- Mood:busy
- Music:the national - mr. november
I wrote a trail narrative for my nature writing class, and will be posting it in segments both here and at myspace.
Incidentally, for those of you who don't know me, the reedy albino sasquatch perched on the roof of the hut is Gabe, not me.
- Location:Chez Gomez
- Mood:cheerful
- Music:fish tank filter burbling
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