Originally Posted by
Zalman
After wandering for 8 years, it took me a long time to be able to sleep in a bed again. Even now, after many years, I use a mattress that everyone else considers much too firm for comfort. I get aches trying to sleep on hotel beds.
One outing, I spent 24 days in the Wind River mountains, the last 14 of which were solo. I saw not another soul that entire two weeks, and only a few others for the 10 days prior. I barely saw a tree during that time. When I emerged, I had to hitchhike back to Boulder, and was picked up by a family of metalheads in their painted van, playing Nazareth's "Hair of the Dog" turned up WAY past 11 the whole way. Their three kids (about 3,5, and 7 years old) knew all the lyrics and swayed in unison to the music as my entire head was blasted to smithereens.