You may or may not be wondering what happened to me. Likely not. My new job is keeping me busy. The family is keeping me busy but my mind is rather still lately. I reckon that has a lot to do with the other two. Each morning though,I head to work, (Thank the Lord) I look northward, imagining a caravan of folk up in the mountains there, scrounging around in the dirt, getting mud and gunk all over them and I feel that envy bug nibble my bones a bit.
Its not that I’m not content… was that a double negative? Anyway, it’s not that I’m not content. I am. I thank the Lord each day that he lets me get up early and go work each day, I thank Him morning, noon and night for giving me my family. Only He knows where I’d be right now without em. But.. there is still that.. desire.. I guess.. to head up in the mountains, and get covered in mud and gunk and maybe find a treasure or just a faint trail that leads nowhere. You know what I mean.
It’ll be awhile before I’m back in that game though.
I’m still in training at work, with some other folk. Today I was talking with one of them and she looks at me, my burgening beard, my large calloused hands then looks around and says, ” You know Ricky, if anyone of these other guys got dropped off in the middle of the woods, I don’t think they’d make it. You, on the other hand, well, I don’t have any doubts you’d be fine. Men today are weak and soft. They talk big but only while playing their xbox or complaining about something or another. You got something they don’t really make in men anymore. Grit.”
I don’t know why she said that. I had no idea how to respond. Thanks? She’s a bit off in the head herself, so I don’t take it too seriously, but it was a nice thing to say. And she’s right. Men, for the most part, these days, are weak. Being dropped in the woods to fend for yourself aside, just men in general have lost the mindset of what it means to be a man.
• Hard Work
• Staying with it when it gets tough
• Keeping promises
Sorry, didn’t mean to go off on a tangent there, sometimes I start a post with one idea and it takes on a life of its own. Winding down a curved path without any direction.
Anywho, to those of you stopping by here looking for clues or insight into the Fenn Treasure, well, all I can say is, Be safe, Be Honest, and Good Luck. I mean that. I hope you find it. If not, then some day I’ll be back on the trail. Someday. Maybe with my two boys in tow…
We’ll see ya in the woods.. someday.