New Gear

Osprey Atmos 65

It's creepy. And it's on the Silver Comet. Creepy

The gear we bring makes us. I decided, in a fit of paranoia, to upgrade. I chose the Osprey Atmos 65. Hear me out!

The pack is substantial. I can carry all of my gear along with some of the boy's. And water. That's important. I don't want him jumping head first into "I'm responsible for all that I do and for the things I don't do" land. He is twelve, about to be thirteen (hands off ladies, his momma is very protective). No sense in ruining it all in one go.

I ordered up a Warbonnet Blackbird hammock, and I am in the process of determining the needs of my tarp. I do have a GoLite Hut1 sitting in the garage. Can I modify it? We'll see.

The biggest thing that is about to happen is a visit to my mother's place. She lives in Gulf Shores. If you know absolutely nothing about Gulf Shores you are about to be educated.

It is in Alabama, and it is on the Gulf of Mexico, and Mobile Bay. I went to school there (University of South Alabama, to be exact), as did my sister. I didn't finish, but my sister did. She is an RN there. Me? I went to Mercer University to study English Lit., and then diddled around with being a cop and school teacher.

Gulf Shores is great if you are a tourist. If you live there? I'm not sure. My wife is all about it. The ocean (despite her aversion to aquatic life forms), the sand (polluted by BP), and the atmosphere (high prices low value). My mom became enamored with the place as a result of her many trips to visit her children while attending school. The beach (which was pristine at the time), and the location (the Lighthouse condominium complex which was reasonable at the time, and still in existence). My mother retired to Gulf Shores. Many people would salivate over having somebody that lived that close to such a location.

I have been to visit my mom and sister (along with her family) several times, in Gulf Shores. Like I said I went to school there. Each time I try to introduce something new. The research facility at Dauphin Island. Hey, let's go to New Orleans (where I spent the bulk of my time). Pensecola? I had to check in there when I was EOD, and spent the best two weeks of my swimming around life there.

The point?

It is never what you see. The scenery can change, but the person has to as well. If the person does not change the scenery doesn't matter. It could be a creepy ol' house (see above), or a palace. The end result will be the same. A discontent human, with minor complaints, and crappy pictures.

My Mom contracted West Nile and encephalitis/meningitis. That is a result of living on the Gulf Coast. Nice.

You can hike hundreds of miles on the AT and come down with Lyme disease. That is a result of location. Earthquakes and hurricanes hit different locations. Your misfortune is a result of the scenery.

I wonder about that house (the creep one I posted). My son, the ever vigilant doctor to be, swears he never saw it. It might seem creepy. Haunted even. But is it? It might be a place where several generation interacted, cooked, cleaned, and lived. Maybe one of them went on to work at the railroad. Maybe that house is not haunted with anything ominous, but something decent, good. or even not haunted at all. Maybe it was a starting point. A family gave birth to children, a father worked a field, a mother taught, and one of those kids decided to do something different. Took their father's mechanical skills, and their mother's folk skills... Went on to make music, or paintings, or stories. Maybe an unknown Elvis lived there? Or a Frida? Is it still haunted?

A few miles later we came upon a concrete manufacturing plant. Solid. Right?

I thought about that house (the one my son insists was never there). Maybe there is somebody, somewhere, even in Gulf Shores, chomping at the bit. Wanting, yearning. The scenery does not matter.

I was a police for many years. I walked away from it. Practical retirement. I still have friends that are near and dear to me doing it. They are disgruntled, hurt, damaged. Maybe they are like that house?

When we hit the trail in late February it is with the intention of taking five million steps, or there abouts. What will I consider with those steps?

A life where sacrifice was the cause: I served in the military, and I served on the streets. I will walk off that. The R. Gilstraps of the world (how I wished he would be more concerned for his mother) and the poor people in that mill village.
A life of anger. Political in nature, and rearing its ugly head.
A spiritual life. We are all part of the whole. I am not sure what that entails, or what the end result will be.
God. I am sure there is one. I hope my son realizes it as well.
Dogs. If anything concerns me the most I hope to find out that Baptists are wrong in their assumption that they do not have souls. Thanks Gidgette, Belle, Molly, Ballew, and Abby (Chupacabra). This goes without saying, but I do have the inkling that all life is connected and has a purpose. That being said I wonder about the lives we consider lesser. I am still convinced, however, cats are minions of the interloper and Morris and Muffin went to their reward with the dark one. Sorry. My dog (Lola) made me do it.
Money. I do not think money is necessary. It is a joke and ploy distributed by those in power (see above, politics and anger).

Five million steps? That is an endeavor. Springer Mountain to Katahdin. Over 2000 miles. Can I pack all of it into an Osprey Atmos65? Don't know. Does it matter? It is only a pack, after all.

Throw Down Thursday: The Church

National Post article on modern Catholics

Not big on arguing religion, but...

I'm Catholic, and I'm straight. Sounds like a twelve step intro.

My family didn't get one of the questionnaires mentioned, but if we had what would we put down? No telling. We are an anomaly. We only have one child. Birth control? Take a guess, because when you get down to it who makes the decisions here in this house? The Pope?

I've got a beef with my Church. I love it. I love the liturgy and the tradition. It's solid. However I think some of its policies have left the door open to problems. The biggest one being the sex abuse scandal. To be honest it is not a scandal, it is a crime. It might be the Vatican engaged in some sort of shuffling and cover up, but the crime occurred in the local setting. Let's examine the perpetrators. Unmarried men, working under the guise of clergy.

I'm not going to say only Catholic priests molest children, because I am not that stupid. I never worked a molestation case where a priest was a suspect. Most of my suspects were of two categories:
A. Professional college educated assholes

B. Nominal education levels, but still assholes

Some were married, and molested their own kids. Most molested relative's kids or neighborhood children. The fact is pedophiles come in all forms. Not just Catholic priests. Nobody ever talked about the Baptist Youth Minister pedophile scandal. Why? I've seen that plenty of times, during the course of my work and on the news. What about the Middle School Teacher pedophile scandals of late? And the women too.

It's not something that can be prevented. Crime happens. That type of crime, while heinous to a level I don't even want to go into, happens. We can lessen the instances and opportunities. Just like installing an alarm system to prevent burglary. It might not stop a thief, but it will make them work harder or just avoid it.

So what should the Catholic Church do?

I've been doing some limited research, and you know what I found? Peter, the first Pope, was married. Now I'm not claiming this would stop the crime, but it would probably lessen the instances of it occurring. The Orthodox Church has married priests. Just about all religions allow for married clergy. It's not like I'm advocating ordination of women (that's later, baby steps). I can find nothing, yet, that would prohibit a married clergy. We have priests who were ordained clergy in other denominations convert, and they are still clergy and still married. Why can't Father O'Brannon hook up with a nice Catholic girl like the rest of us did, and maybe start a family?

The only claim I can make regarding this as a step in the right direction is psychology. Married clergy would not only be focused on the parish, or clerical assignment, but also their family. This sort of thinking carries over to other areas of life. People with the inclination towards pedophilia would probably not want to expose themselves to the daily stresses of clergy and family. At least not in the concentrations I am led to believe.

And It's On. I do mean on.

Let me get the links to stuff out of the way.
http://www.advancedfictionwriting.com This is a site maintained by Randy Ingermanson. He's smart. He's a rocket scientist, or something, but he also writes fiction. Popular commercial fiction. His Snowflake Method is gold, and used by quite a few writers. He seems like a likable and helpful fellow. Hit his page up.

http://jakonrath.blogspot.com He's grumpy? Maybe. But I'll tell you what, he knows what he's talking about. You won't find any techniques here, unless you are into marketing, but you will find analysis and trends. That's worth a look. He also makes money self publishing, and says you can too. If you write a good story.

http://www.lindsayburoker.com She gives some of the ins and outs of self publishing. I found her today while researching this (just for you). While not a household name, guess what? She makes money self publishing. Read the Wattpad articles.

David Mamet NYT article. Why he self published.

Leigh Ann Kopans Found this today. Genre specific (YA), but still applies.

Now down to the dirt. Rubber meeting road. Blah blah blah.

Using the information from the fine people above I am convinced it is possible to crank out a book, and self publish it in electronic format. Further, it is possible to make a chunk of change doing it. You have to be diligent, and you have to market yourself. I'm no expert (not at this anyway), but I do have training in how to use the English language in order to stream a story together (thanks Mercer University). I also have a heap of stories locked in my head, and some of them are even scribbled in the ubiquitous notebook. I, yes me, have seen my work in print. I get it. It was back in the early '90s, and in a defunct literary magazine, and only one short story. But I still received a check, which I cashed and bought beer with. Not only is publication possible, it's probable. A problem looms on the horizon.

How to make the money.

I'm not doing this for cash. I'm doing this because I want to. Any writer that strives for a collection of coins is in a sad state. They should be doing it for other reasons. But I am a realist, and I would like to see a demonstration of success. So here goes the plan.

1. Get something together. Write as much as possible. Hell, you should probably finish it or at least have the bones down.

2. Take some of what you have and go set up a Wattpad account (link: Wattpad)

3. Post a chapter a week. Do it! I know, you're giving your stuff away for free. Just do it. It's only a few chapters. Put the whole thing up if it's the first in a series. If it is a stand alone book you could probably get away with a few chapters. Set up an author page so you can link to your blog or finished work later (you'll put that on Amazon, or one of the other ebook distributors).

4. Keep writing. Do it again. When you have three or four finished you should have made some cash. You might have developed a following. Which is good. Not because it puts money in your pocket (that's a side benefit), but because people are interested in your stories.

This is a very abbreviated version of what I am going to do. The big thing right now is getting this story written, and then figuring out what genre it is. I am putting my marketing director and tech guy on this as I write/type. That's right! I have a marketing and tech team. It's not a team really, it's more in the vein of child labor. The boy is in charge of some of this. We'll call it an internship, but if DFACS asks he will be doing it because he wanted to help me out. In no way have I threatened him or held his Playstation controls hostage. Maybe his cell phone.

I'll post some links when he gets it done.

What else is on? Oh yes, the thru-hike.
We have been doing quite a bit of rambling. We started short and sweet. Through the neighborhood, and Sweetwater Creek State Park. I decided to bump up the miles Tuesday. Timed walking. Two hours out and then come back. If you are in the Cobb/Paulding area of Georgia you should give the Silver Comet Trail a look. For those interested it is an old rail line that ran through Georgia and into Alabama. The train, the Silver Comet, carried passengers from 1947 all the way until 1969. I'm not a train aficionado but that might be a long time, considering cars were pretty common by then. The trail is paved, and its main use seemed to be people on bicycles. I took a picture of this creepy house, which the boy denies seeing. Creepy. A house that isn't there. Ooooh.

The plan is to keep up the two hours out and two hours back through July, and then... another bump. Three hours out. Do that until September, and then what? Four hours. I think I'll leave it at four hours out. We plan on doing these little jaunts once a week. His feet should be like forged iron by February. Pain? What pain?

I am taking this a bit more serious than he seems to be, and it was his idea. I've been hitting the weights in Crossfit fashion, sprinting, and doing old school PT (no kipping pull-ups, that's for people that need help doing pull-ups). My strength is coming back (sick time, see previous post about how I fared on the no tech experiment). No abs, yet, but I'm not worried about that. I heard you come back from an AT thru-hike with abs like an underwear model. Can't wait.

Commercial Fiction Experiment

I decided to write a novel. Not just any novel. One that can sell. I don't have pie in the sky dreams about it. I only want it to make a few hundred dollars. I also have no intentions of getting an agent and hocking my wares to a publishing company. I want to do this quick and cheap. So I came up with a plan. If it works I could be onto something. If it doesn't I can trash it. So here goes.

I did a little research on this KDP/Indie Author/Self publishing thing. It is doable, but requires the writer to get a lot of things done in an above average manner. I do like lists, so here goes:

Once you have your concept/seed/idea

1. Outline it: you can use storyboarding, the "W" method, or the method you used in high school and college. Commercial fiction lends itself to outlining. It actually thrives on it. Patterson does outlines and then farms them out to other writers.

2. Pace it: This is a cousin of outlining. Find where you want to put action, exposition, and tension. Make a chart, using your outline, and indicate what's what. Color code it, number it, whatever.

3. Timeline: Make a timeline of the story. Days, weeks, hours, months, years, and don't forget the locations. Align this with the pace and outline.

Once you have done all of the above write the story. One and done. Then you have to edit. I'll not delve into this, because I want to keep this short. After reading several novels over the last few weeks I am convinced commercial fiction, at least the stuff that makes some money, is based on this workflow. If it isn't, it sure seems like it.

Don't misunderstand me, commercial stuff is alright. Without it the movie industry would suck balls and ass. Every decent movie is based on it. It is easy to turn into a screenplay, it has all of the elements of good storytelling, and it is entertaining. Some of it is downright good (Cold Mountain was commercial fiction in my book, and who didn't like World War Z?). My problem with literature as an industry is all the crap that wiggles into literary magazines. Pretentious and self-aware dribble from an adult that used to write bad goth poetry. They slap each other on the back and say what illuminated people they are, when they are the only ones saying it (along with the NYT book review and Pulitzer people, but they wrote the same shite so there you go). The rest of us just scratch our heads, while they shake theirs. Were we too dumb to get it? Not at all. Their audience is them. Commercial fiction is written for the reader. Just like art house movies are for film directors (Antichrist? Defoe? Just Google it and you'll see what I mean).

So the next few posts will deal with writing commercial fiction and then attempting to sell it. I'll post my outline, pacing, timeline, and other notes in there so you can follow along. First one to comment gets it as an ebook (free) and a mention as being my reason for writing the book. If I sell it for a movie you can come to the premier.

Examination, removal, and how I fared

It was not as bad as you think. I'm lying. I got sick midway through, so the experiment was a success because I was on medication and did not feel like viewing or listening to anything. The hydrocodone had something to do with it.

What I learned:
1. People hate each other. I watched people in the doctor's office and they did not interact with each other at all. That probably had something to do with them feeling like they were sick or something, what a bunch of self involved asses. But people really do hate each other. You notice it in the stores. Everybody is trying to jockey a space in a check out line, and they are pissed about about twelve items in the ten items or less line. They try to be in front while driving, and I do mean in front. In front of a row of cars, in your front seat, or just in damn front. If you happen to be in front of them, they hate you. I could go on, but take my word for it, hate and animosity is rampant.

2. There is not a lot on the news. The world happens, and the happenings are not all that different. The middle east was in turmoil when I tuned out. I tuned back in yesterday and found Iraq was under siege, people were upset about a PFC being traded for Taliban members, and you know what? It was the same when I tuned out.

3. Reading is falling out of fashion. I read three books. One because it was there, another because I wanted to, and another because of the reviews. "A Parchment of Leaves" is a book for women, written by a man, and it does deal with the Appalachian region, but still... come on Silas House, even "Cold Mountain" (Charles Frazier) could be stomached by a guy from Georgia. I also read several magazines, none of which enthralled me or gave me any inclination that the medium is going to survive much longer. While reading all this "hand held print" material I did become a convert to J. A. Konrath's idea that physical print is going to become extinct. No matter how much I like having a physical object/book, the digital version is convenient and economical. Convenience and economics will trump habits eventually. Is that bad? No way. All writers should get on that train (or plane, considering it is the most advanced). Digital media, at least for information and probably literature, will become a mainstay. The publishing houses just need to get over it and adapt.

4. My DVR holds an infinite number of shows. I was selective about what I would record, because I don't want to spend days watching television. I have Netflix, so I can always catch up later. Some technology saves time, but this sort is purely entertainment in nature (maybe some of it was research).

5. I made a whistle out of a piece of hickory. I took my pocket knife and carved away.

6. I was really, really, really bad sick. I ended up at a urologist, and wished I had decided to forego this experiment and look up my symptoms on the internet. If I had I would have been psychologically scarred. Suffice it to say, my wife did not participate, and thus knew the extent of what was going on. The weird thing is, the doctor even used the internet to explain it. Most people assume everybody is using technology to the extent they are. For the most part we are. Is there any escape? Probably not. The good thing is it can be rationed. I went to an extreme. I won't do it again unless I feel like it, but I will ration my consumption/use.

7. I tried finding things on the radio I could listen to, but to be honest there just isn't that much out there. In our vehicles we have XM, and can find anything from music to news, comedy to radio plays. On the actual radio? If you get tired of music you are out of luck because it is all talk. And not rational talk. The religious stations are obviously catering to the republican voter, and the only other show I found that was interesting was bizarre. So bizarre in fact that I am going to use some ideas to write about it. You know who I am referring to. Coast to Coast AM. Cryptozoology, aliens, ghosts, NWO, weather machines, and any out there and over the hills and rivers concept. They are all given air time, and, get this, treated as if they may just have some validity. Nice.

8. Without constant use of technology you can actually write, but probably not research. It is really good for getting storyboarding/outlining and character sketches done. You can write the story. If you get stuck and need information you will have to find a book or get to a library. I will say technology has made being a writer much easier.

I'm all better now (almost a month later). I have to eat a special diet and take a pill. Other than that I will be back to normal in a few days. I won't be doing wind sprints or hiking for at least another month, but I can deal with that. I have my Surface RT charged back up, and I have gone through the DVR with a fine tooth comb. I just found out Falling Skies starts back up on Sunday, and I am glad this experiment is over.

Examination and removal

It is not difficult to examine your life. You simply sit down and begin an inventory or accomplishments, wants, needs, and methods for obtaining those things. If you are in the middle class, like myself, you do this sporadically. Meaning, not often enough.

The weight of the world got you down? Of course it does. And we can all list our grievances. I'll do some of mine right now (keep in mind I don't subscribe to any political party):
1. The government mined my paycheck for unemployment insurance. I can put my own money in a savings account.
2. The government pilfers paychecks for involuntary participation in a savings program it titled Social Security. I can save for my own retirement.
3. Most of us get fined for having jobs. They call it Income Tax.
4. If you are a veteran (like me) they attempt to kill us off.
5. The oligarchs that rule us really are not any more intelligent than us. In fact they are negligible when compared to a Rhesus Monkey.
6. We are a series of disconnected communities, amid disconnected families, and individuals are feeling disconnected. Oh woe is me.

I could go on. And on. And on. You get the point? I hate politics, but it seems they, whoever "they" are, want me to be a part of it. So I examined it and found it wanting. It lacked any benefit or beauty. It is not a necessity. Eons upon centuries have given birth to examples of groups of people who had no government, no politic. They not only survived, but thrived. Which brings me to this question:
Is it possible to shun participation, at least slightly, and still function? To create? To be happy?

How would this look?

Well you could quit your job. But how would you and your family survive? Okay, only one of you quit. Oh no! Now you can't go to Disney World! What will you do?

How about anything else? Anything other than going to Disney World. How about removing those ideas and things that suck your marrow and blood? They leave us all dried up, withered and frustrated. How about not worrying about retirement? The Amish don't. They work as long as they are able, and then their families step in.

Or how about this: Distributism
Or maybe read this: Fr. Vincent McNabb

The principles can be applied, to an extent, without access to a number of acres. A backyard garden, walks instead of drives, and talking, reading, and writing. Instead of watching something for entertainment, constantly.

I like technology as much as the next person (Amish aside). I don't think I would ever shun it for a frugal existence which avoided anything that involved electricity. What I have decided upon is a minor experiment. Limited technology use. I will not watch television. Remember that crap from middle school? Or maybe high school? The teachers asked the students to give it up for one week. What should I allow?
1. Books and other reading material. I will not limit this to those printed on paper. Ebooks and electronic magazines are fine. But no videos.
2. Walking and observing the natural order.
3. Discussions
4. Music. I think I can get away with allowing digital with this as well. I also think "radio dramas" would be allowed. My grandparents listened to them.

So I guess this would not be so much an exercise in technology shunning as much as it is a limiting. think 1930s entertainment, without movies.

What might happen with this removal? Well, I probably would be in the dark regarding current events. Most of the news and information fed to the masses is in the form of easy to consume visuals. While that might be more informative to some, is it? Does it inform? What does it do? What would happen if it were limited to only text, or possibly some audio?

I will report my findings, and possibly some methods, Sunday-SUNDAY- Sunday. (Say it in your best SuperMotoCross Championships voice).

Tuesday Trip Time: "Whatchagonnacarry?"

Since we started planning our thru-hike gear selection has become paramount. The boy and I are constantly analyzing what we have, what we need, and what is available. We consider many different factors.
Does it have more than one use?
How many ounces does it weigh?
How much does it cost?
Is it durable?
Will we even use it?

One thing we have not considered is a firearm.

I could leave it at that, but I can't. I live in the South. I was raised here. I actually like it here. But there is a problem with many people in this part of the country and it has everything to do with "hardware".

I hunt. I started hunting in my teens. I had a BB gun when I was six. I have hunted, and successfully harvested many different animals. Deer, quail, pheasant, squirrel, rabbit, wild hogs. and turkey. I also hunted humans. It is not difficult to teach somebody to shoot. The fact is it is quite simple. It is a practical skill, and Bailey knows how to do it. We have been hunting together for several years now, and we have brought home something to eat often enough.

In my previous life (almost ten years now) I would leave the house and he would help carry my gear to the truck. A little boy toting a kevlar vest telling me to be safe. Funny. Maybe not. It was the nature of the beast. I came home every morning though (for fifteen years). I carried a gun then as a necessary piece of equipment. Two of them, my issue sidearm and the shotgun (sometimes a carbine). It was part of the job.

Guns are not part of my job any longer. I still hunt, and I own a small assortment of firearms. I do not open up the gun cabinet and marvel at them. I don't bring them to a Chipotle so others can see them. They are tools. Could you imagine a plumber bringing a welding torch into a Chipotle? Or any public place, while they are eating?


My father-in-law was a police officer as well. He is obsessed with firearms now. He asked me what gun I will be taking on our thru-hike.

"I'm not."
"Why not?"
"It's not necessary."
"What if..."
And then the scenarios began. Twisted psychopaths with murder on their minds. Ravenous bears and rabid coyotes. All of them problems that could be solved with one piece of equipment. A firearm.

If I were hiking in Alaska I would probably take a Marlin lever gun, in a caliber sufficient to stop a large bear. It would be heavy, but a necessary piece of gear.

The Appalachian Trail is not Alaska. Bears are not huge, and they are, for the most part, very frightened of humans. As for rabid animals, they seem to populate the suburbs more than the wild. But what about people? What if somebody attempts to harm us?

If you look around the internet you can find forums regarding carrying a firearm while hiking the AT. Some are all about it, and they even go into great detail regarding the benefits of a certain make/model. Others are staunchly opposed to it, and they are firebrand liberals. Most of the forums/interwebs take a practical approach.

Me? No gun. Here is why:
1. I am just not willing to carry it. Too heavy.
2. Not practical. The only times I have run across some loon who wanted me dead is when I was in uniform. Homicidal maniacs and criminals don't thru-hike the AT, or any trail for that matter. They are in your cities and suburbs. Not the woods.
3. It makes people uncomfortable. I pride myself on being a gentleman, and guns make some people uneasy. Instead of them trying to guess what my intentions are it is easy enough for me to present myself in a manner that displays that.
4. I am not paranoid. I might have a touch of PTSD, but carrying a gun (even a small pistol) is admitting you are paranoid. It's true. If you believe people who have bad intentions are using the AT to fuel those evil intents you might want to stay off the trail. However, your fears are not warranted. I know people have been assaulted on the trail, and some have been murdered. From a practical standpoint those instances are so few and far between that carrying a gun for defensive purposes is negligible. Many of those murdered/assaulted were not killed with a firearm.
5. Logistics. How am I supposed to keep up with the gun laws of different jurisdictions? It's not worth the trouble.
6. What do I do with it? I can't leave it unattended or unsecured. Am I supposed to take it into a shower? Better get waterproof ammo and all stainless.
7. We are getting away from the trials and tribulations. So why bring something that is a memento of the chaos I see on the news every single day here in Atlanta? Every. Single. Day.
8. I'll say it again: Those people are not on the trail. They are in the cities and suburbs. It is too much trouble to hike 15 or 20 miles in order to murder/rape/rob. Why do that when you can pull up to a store/school/parking lot and find a victim? Your getaway is easier too.

Life is not predictable. Bad things happen, everyday. Sometimes to us. I was stabbed by a guy who was breaking into a car. I was going to a call and some nut jumped out into the street and started shooting at my patrol car. I walked into an armed robbery in progress. I was in a helicopter crash in the desert. All of those things have one thing in common. I was "at work". All of the times I went hunting, nobody shot at me. All of the times I have been in the woods I have never been assaulted. Well, maybe, if you consider ticks and snakes.

Most of the people who advocate carrying on a thru-hike are defeating the purpose of the endeavor, right from the start. They wish to leave behind the filth of modern society, but they need a little reminder of it, just in case.

To illustrate my point I will use some controversy: George Zimmerman.
Remember him? He had a gun. Did he need it? Absolutely not. He was in a car, driving. He decided to incite the incident which made him infamous by leaving the confines of that car. He put himself in a situation where the gun became his way out. All of his problems were nails.

My problems are much more complicated. I'm trying to finish a book. I worry about my son. I worry about my wife. I worry about my spiritual direction, and my son's. Will Bo Duke eat the bacon (he loves bacon)? All of my problems concern me, and what revolves around me (Zimmerman should have done the same, instead of cooking up a "what-if" that never existed).

What will we do if somebody on the trail does not have the same sensibilities as us? We have hammocks, so we won't stay in the shelter with them. No need to fight about it. What will we do if somebody attempts to assault us? It probably won't happen, but if it does I do know how to fight. Not high school boy fighting, but actually rip a throat out and eat a liver fight. But wouldn't it be best to just remove ourselves from the situation? Stand your ground only counts if it is the only ground available, and the trail is some 2,000 miles long. A gun is not on our list.