heeeeyyyy stikmon

“get those pictures done yet?”

“will take them into walmart tonight”

“do you want me to do some planning for next weekend, or did you already take care of it.

you do know the little miami's all about the pay campgrounds, right? it sucks, but i've been on almost every bit of it and there's really nowhere legal to camp and nowhere to really illegally camp unless we pull off real late after all the mommies and daddies with their kiddies who will tell on us when they get back to their cars at the outfitters.”

“I will let you take care of the arrangements. I don't know the area. Do you have my email address to coantact me. We should talk on the phone to make the final arrangements. Is Prowler still travelling?`”

“dude, just got in from work. maybe i'll catch you on your computer still
i'll take care of it. i did 12 mi. in about 4 hrs the other day so i'd say 15-18 mile days? i don't know. the whole thing's gonna have jackasses all over it on the weekend. i have to work fri so i assume we'll be meeting at the campground that night, or sat morning? i don't know. we do need to talk.
i don't have your email. mines under my name if you want to email me and we'll get togethor on it.

i don't know what's up with prowler.”

“email sent...lets talk”

“your line's busy. to clarify, you off river at 2 on sat. or sun?
from caesar's creek you're like 10 minutes away from ft. ancient put-in, so we'll be able to get a nice early start.
mom's not floating with us?
khatru?”

“wtf????”

“we NEED to talk. Im on the pc, so, no phone...duh/”

“i left my number on your cell phone about an hour ago. did you and prowler work anything out yet?”

“btw, the weather's gonna be fun.”

“its on!!!!!!”

“are you still off next week. stikky and mom are out early sun. we could head out to the 32 at East Fork and make a good weekend out of it.”

“cool!!”

“just thought of something...potty breaks for my mother...LOL...she has never ........well you get the picture...lol...film at 11...lol

This will be a trip to remember...I can't wait to write the trip report...Im laughing my a$$ off now, and we ain't even there yet.

Hey Josh...you read my trip report before I was finished writing it and you also missed the best of the photos...go back and read it again. The shots are amazing on the 2nd gallery.”

“dude, where you goin next weekend?”

“hes trippin!!”

“prowler said something about you being up these parts in a couple weeks? can i get some confirmation?”

“youz got an e-mail on your profile addy...or give me a buzz with your return celly..”

“You have mail.”

“cool...”

“Where are you?”

“he's gone

but he'll be back”

“where is he gone to?”

“floating on the Buffalo, I think.”

“ahhhhhhh, that's right. I didn't realize he was leaving so early



thanks, roam!”

“your hotmail is buzzing”

“I'm afraid to ask what that means, in Stikmon's case...”

“I have NOT recieved any new mail from you, crutchfield, expedia, campmor, sierra trading post.

I hate hotmail. I'm gonna start using my road runner email, but, I cant remember what my sign on is...LOL...wonder if I call my cable operator, they might be able to help...now whats my number, so that I can call meself.”

“sent you an email with my RR email addy. send it there.”

“i can't access my home email from work

phuck it

call me at 970-506-8109”

“Hey marc,

You said your mom made Khatru's rain parka right?

Does she have a pattern or instructions she could pass on to me?”

“I think opie would look cute wearing a rain parka like Khatru wears.”

“i'm itching to get on the trail man. I haven't been able to go because of our dedicated new house hunt.

You haven't seen the new op-dog yet have ya? Sipsey's right at a year old, and ready to start with a light pack.”

“HEY STICKMON! It's me, Stratdewd! How you been man? If you come over this way to the BUffalo or OHT lemme know, I wanna get out in the woods dood! Same for ya'll other cats in the these parts. Just HIKE!

Upper Buffalo Wilderness, anybody?”

“guess not.....”

“Going this weekend. Dixon Ford to Boxley Bridge.”

“Friday Sat and Sunday. Drop me an e-mail if you want in.”

“bump”

“what a hoot. Old (and good) times. No pattern, it was purchased and then taken back.”