The middle of the month of May and you can practically see things grow here. Mow, mow and more mowing going on. The sound of chainsaws in the neighborhood has been replaced with the racket of riding mowers hitting various items in the tallish grass, ah Spring.
In the last few days the topic of survival came up. Someone, maybe Jim, brought up this book he had just read and asked if I had read it. And that brought up the memory of my two year exploration of books on survival. That was mostly outdoor survival or survival in the military sense with some prison camp thrown in. I pretty much read all there was to read on the topic and one day moved on to something else, a next phase but learn a lot and it proved to be valuable to me in my cancer camino.
Last evening I located this book that I bought at the time of the Chilean Mine Collapse back ten, twelve years ago. I was so impressed by the teamwork and expertise of the parties involved to get all the miners out of there in good shape. We all watched it on TV and it added to my bank of knowledge on the topic.
So, back to the original question recently of whether I had read a particular survival book. I think I answered in some smart ass way that I was too busy writing my own survival story at the moment. Which is one hundred percent truthful. That is exactly the situation. And one of the things that is just becoming apparent is the eerie similarity between my book of the year last year Radical Remission about cancer survival with this book The Survivors Club that I am introducing to you today. The table of contents are sooo similar.
Both books are about survival but in different realms. One side could definitively learn fro the other side like I did accidentally. Well, very nice.
Walking in a few moments. The best to you where you are, love, Felipé.
Phil, have you considered writing your own book??
Ryck ~ Hey, how are you? I think retirement is doing you well, hardly hear a peep from you. But as to your question. I think that the blog is my book. Tried to figure it out one time and it was longer than Don Quixote. Agreed it is mixed and scattered but that’s life. One can only sort it out looking in the rear view mirror. Love you man, Felipé.
Phil, I am great. I have removed myself from Facebook for the time being. Too much chatter. To much BS on their. Not enough good stuff. So that’s why I haven’t been out there like normal.
One day this winter, when we got some great snow, I was walking around my neighborhood with my wife, it was dark and quiet. The smell and the calmness reminded me of the mid 90’s when I was growing up. No social media. No cell phones. Ironically, I think we were happier. No tether.
So one day I decided to leave the social world for a bit and focus on stuff right next to me. The boat. Kids. Wife.
So the majority of my time if I am not on government travel, is either at a kids sporting event, or on my boat slowly breathing life back into it. Reading books. Removing unnecessary chatter. Having said that. I am still on some media. For example I read all of your posts on this site. I have Instagram which I only follow my wife and kids and poulsbo/boating/Camino/ Hemingway stuff.
I want to swing over one day and help you with the corn and harvest stuff. A good days solid work.
Looking forward to Caminohead-stock at your place.
So that’s where I am at.
Cheers!
Ryck
Ryck, you are a man with a plan. I like it. You are trying to keep centered through all this current mishmash of influences. Very Thoreau, just you and your Tugboat red and the fam. Yea and the boat. Have you ever read “The Spray”. It’s a book about this fella that bought an old sailboat and fixed it up and sailed around the world. Forget the author. Hope to see you soon. Felipé.