While hiking along, we often find ourselves singing, humming or just listening to tunes playing in our heads. Sometimes, the tunes that pops into my head are inspired by something happening in the hike (like “Boy, you’re gonna carry that weight, carry that weight a long time…”), while at other times it just seems random. With so much time hiking and being alone with myself, I find it entertaining to change the words to fit the AT experience. Here’s one from The Sound of Music that I’m sure you’ll recognize.
(oom-pah-pah, oom-pah-pah)
Raindrops that aren’t cold and trails that aren’t muddy,
Dry socks and dry shorts and snacks that are nutty,
Reaching a town where we all eat like kings,
These are a few of my favorite trail things!
(oom-pah-pah, oom-pah-pah)
Space in a shelter when it’s raining sideways,
Bright-painted blazes that serve as our guideways,
Meeting a hiker who also can sing,
These are a few of my favorite trail things!
(da-da-da-da-daaaaah-da, daaaaah-da!)
When black flies bite, when blisters sting,
When the food is bad…
I simply remember my favorite trail things,
And then I don’t feel….(toodle-oodle-oodle-oooh!)
So bad!
Great lyrics. I actually like them better than the original!
as the old saying goes:
a true poet, who don’t know it
a long (time) fellow with short legs.
it’s not weighty, it’s my AT (groan…)
what’s your current katahden eta?
If all goes well, we ought to make it just by the end of August. We don’t know the weather, and we don’t know about rocks and roots. The first portion of Maine is supposed to be tough – so it’s hard to tell!
Ah, to be hiking and singing in the wilderness rather than being at home watching our portfolio’s tumble.
Love you,
Jrae
Portfolios tumble, hikers stumble. You can go broke and get something broken at the same time!