Posts Tagged ‘camping’
Death of a Rockstar
Wednesday, March 12th, 2008
About a month ago I got a rare call to my parents house from an old friend I have not seen in about four years. John is the kind of the live hard die young rocker type. But he never went far with his band, and drugs always seemed to overshadow his music. In the years since I last saw him he had some pretty serious drug addictions.
I never fully trusted him but we both liked drinking and had similar musical taste that found us playing the guitar together a few times. He seemed very lonely, bored and he said he was sober. I too didn’t have a lot of friends because I’d been gone since the start of college and most of my friends had moved away. So I would go to his house occasionaly(he lived with his father) and bring a six pack. We would shoot the shit and pound some beers. I wouldn’t go out with him because he had no money, no drivers liscence, no car, and no job. We would talk about old times and I would try to point him in the right direction. (more…)
Tags: beer, camping, colonopin, death, guitar, love, oxycontin, tuscaloosa, xanex
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Canoeing Camping Trip
Sunday, January 6th, 2008
So me and my friend Jerry decide to go on a camping/canoeing trip. It was 3 day two nights, and about 9 miles on a creek leading into Lake Tuscaloosa. The first day was great, however when we where setting up camp and I went to get my sleeping bag out of my tent I found it was another tent, no sleeping bag! So I had to sleep in a rolled up tent:(
The next day was gorgeous on the creek. However we came across a Great Blue Heron with a wounded leg. It couldn’t fly. We had to put it down with a paddle blade to the neck.
The next problem was I left my coat at one of the stops along the creek. We had to paddle a mile back to get it, UP STREAM!
That night it started storming. We did get the tent set up and a fire made in time. A series of ropes and spare tent pieces served to keep the fire covered, the wind off us and held our cloths up to dry. It was quite a contraption. A homeless man would be proud of me. Luckily the rain slowed down, but that is when it began to get verrrrrrrrry cold. Sleeping in that wet cold plastic tent was really sucking now. I slept like an hour that night.
That morning I struggled to make a fire out of the rain soaked wood. We cooked some chicken we had in the cooler and tried to dry some clothing for the 8 mile paddle we had to get out. We had been camping not to far from a road, so as Jerry suffered soaking in the cold that morning he kept trying to persuade me to call my mother and have her come pick us up. I never let him forget that one.
Once we got on the water my friend fell in the water and was complaining about his frozen legs and feet for the next couple hours. He was trying to tell me we should try and build a fire in the boat somehow! I was like “just keep paddling and it will be over soon.”
Tags: boat, camping, jerry, lake tuscaloosa
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