mick dodge
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for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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Wind this thing up.
maybe y'all are related if you're barefoot feet are root tattoos, you're covered in moss, live in tree stumps & sport some wildman beard. dude is slim, trim & quite gnarly at climbing trees & mountains
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
In all honesty I have often wondered how much crap we put on ourselves because of this "great modern world". As in the case with Mick Dodge, and others before him, HIs life is survival in the simplest form. His daily tasks are- wake up, survive, sleep. I'm sure he forgot what the word stress is. I'll have to check out more of his videos. Some things (waterproof duffle bag as example) lead me to believe he barters a lot with carl or has some money somewhere. Although I could venture for a few weeks or the summer like that I always envisioned living more like Carl then MIck.
I would go fishing
every
single
day
Wind this thing up.
sunray is a hero of mine
http://youtu.be/4_SWgPye_yg
sunray's swimmin hole w/ diving board plank
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce