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May 17th, 2005


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06:15 pm - Am I having too much fun?
Does anyone think

my

ritual

garb

is

a

bit

too

relaxed?

(photos from DMF and Trillium)
Current Mood: amusedamused
Current Music: "Buttermilk Grove", -JB

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From:unnamed525
Date:May 18th, 2005 08:10 am (UTC)
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That's a story I'd enjoy hearing.
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From:chronarchy
Date:May 18th, 2005 01:20 pm (UTC)
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In the back woods of Tennesee (or was it North Carolina? No, according to the map it was just before entering NC, so I was still in Tenn.), I was walking up Hump Mountain from Doll Flats.

I was thinking about something or other, all alone out in the woods. I came across a point where the path required me to keep my eyes on the ground (there were wet rocks and mud all over the palce at this point), so I carefully picked my way through the rocks and holes and across a small streem that was running down the mountain.

At one point, though, I looked up to survey the trail ahead.

As my head came up, the brim of my hat caught a huge broken branch that was hanging exactly eye-level with me. My momentum carried me forward into the branch with a lot of force.

Because the branch had caught the brim of the hat, my wide-open eye was met with wool felt instead of the sharpness of the broken-off branch. It re-distributed the force of the branch and left me with an eye that was only hurting a bit, instead of an eye that was no longer viable.

I was only 6 miles from the nearest road at that point, but if the branch had entered my eye, getting off that mountain would have been a very good trick.

The hat saved my life.
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From:unnamed525
Date:May 18th, 2005 11:03 pm (UTC)
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Wow ... and completely appropriate for an officially licensed Indian Jones fedora.

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