Independence Day is nearly upon us, and it's gotten me nostalgic again for my many adventures. Every crappy 90's sitcom had an end-of-season clip show, and since I live in a crappy 90's sitcom, here's a look back at the good times we've had.
July 4, 2006:
Sitting on top of that mountain, Pilot Mountain, North Carolina, trying to avoid doing my job, which mainly consisted of sitting on top of Pilot Mountain.July 4, 2005:
Took a couple days off my construction job to jaunt up through the misty rolling hills of Carver's Gap, Tennessee.July 4, 2004:
On top of Mt Phillips, New Mexico, as the sun set, I gave a magnificent sermon on self-reliance, something about a map, and it had hailed earlier in the day, as I recall.July 4, 2003:
Back in Grayson Highlands, Virginia, between sessions as a camp counselor in Valle Crucis. Then one of the ponies bit me.July 4, 2002:
A terrible picture, New Mexico is beautiful.July 4, 2001:
Base Camp. That would be my back yard. Yes, indeed, my real life back yard, in real life Lewisville, North Carolina.July 4, 2000:
Raven Knob is one of those places, tucked away down some empty holler behind the Blue Ridge, that can answer a young man's questions about his identity and destiny. I needed that the summer after my father died.July 4, 1999:
Utah. There are no words for Utah.Just a shade of my many adventures, a few of the places I've been to celebrate the independenc e of our great nation. So then, where will I be for another exotic All-American adventure on July 4, 2007?
In there. Whee.
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