Sometimes I wish it wasn't so easy to stay in touch with people. Mostly because as I continue to find out how easy it really is, I realize how much I suck at it. Maybe it would be easier if I didn't live in a tent. Or at least more convenient. No guarantees that I'd be any better at it though.
Living in Wild Wonderful West Virginia has been an adventure for sure. Earlier this summer I guided a boat full of Amish folks from Illinois. They were in full garb - bonnets, big muslin dresses, button up shirts, work boots, etc. Basically each wore an ensemble that could sink a small yacht. Somehow we survived.
Other noteworthy incidents that I have lived to tell about include frequent visits from black bears (heeere bearcub bearcub bearcub...), jumping into a pond to pull a drunk friend out of an unsettled SUV, getting my knee STUCK in a crack while rock climbing, and one extremely intense lightening storm. As if the river is not exciting enough.
