I never have taken a liking to the term ‘beast’ or what I sense is its social nuance. Its implication is negative and connotations derogatory. To me it means true to ones nature; it is base, fundamental and instinctive. From my research the etymology of the word remains unclear however, the root of ‘animal’ is Latin meaning breath or spirit. I suppose the distinction between the two words ‘beast’ and ‘animal’ is essence versus being but I’ll leave that one up to the scholarly sorts who have a ton of disposable time.
To me and for now, they are synonymous. I am reminded of a story I once read of a boy who, all alone and lost in the woods, becomes a beast to protect himself from the perils of the night and fight his way to safety. But upon emerging from the forest unscathed the boy learns that he cannot unbecome.
So what’s the point of all of this? What’s the purpose? Somewhere along my journey I stopped asking the fundamental questions that preoccupied my youth. Like tears in rain they became lost in life’s torrent of distractions, inanities and wasteful activities.
Renwick has helped me find who I am again and to truly know it for the first time. I am a beast of a man.
What’s next – it’s damn time I learn how to train it.
It was no choice
That set this course
The road abides
And through its length
‘Oh beauty burns
Your trail etern.
The silence of your roar
That swept me neath
No more. No more.’
YBD’s Notes1: The west coast walk was long and hard, harder than any stretch of the road we’ve been on before. But the much bigger lesson here is we’re in this together if we have a ghost of a chance to eradicate cancer in us and our companions in our lifetime, puppy up damnit
YBD’s Notes2: Happy XMAS
TAGG the GPS Pet Tracker
TAGG has saved our fuzzybutts on more than one occasion. The best example of this was when I walked highway 20 from Corvallis to Newport OR solo. I took one of the trackers in case of an emergency and on the very first day I ran into a bit of a crisis. We had made water drops along the 50 mile stretch and my supply was down to less than half a liter. As I neared the first drop I saw a man in a John Deere mower cutting the grass on the highway shoulder.
I sprinted up to him and asked if he found 2 jugs of water in the area he recently cut and he said he had and that one of them may have escaped the blade of the mower. It didn’t. The temp in wilamette valley was already soaring up to the 90s and the next drop was down the road another 10 miles so i was in a bit of a pickle.
Ginger was able to tag me and then find a nearby store using Yelp. TAGG – not only great for your dog but Yer Big Dog too! I’ve gotten to know the trackers intimately and the folks behind them and I can’t say enough about them. The fuzzybutts will be wearing them even after this walk.
When you purchase the trackers at their website and sign up for the service, enter the promo code 2Dogs they’re generously offering a 10% discount and donate $25 to the Puppy Up Foundation. Also you can track Indy and me as we walk the west coast at www.2dogsagainstcancer.com It’s been a little confusing because we’re staying with more host families and sometimes we’re tagged after we’ve been picked up and off the road.
We’d also like to thank our other walk sponsors: Hollywood Feed for providing the dog food for the walk. P2 Collars and Toki Poki for the awesome corded collars and leashes. Everlasting Memories for the beautiful infinity ring that holds Murphy’s ashes. Orijen for providing the 6 Fish food for Hudson.
Curious moss covered listing ship in rogue river bay
The head shed? Ok