Wednesday, May 21, 2014

107. Trail Days - Bonfire

Along the trail, hikers have to adhere to Leave No Trace ethics, which means that building a giant fire would just be plainly unethical. Not to mention the danger of Smoky the Bear bursting out of the forest, immediately putting the fire out, lecturing us in that deep bear voice of his and then punching all of us directly in the face. 

But at Trail Days, hikers can finally let loose, build gigantic bonfires, play music, and dance around until they fall asleep at 3am, or, you know, never. There is something beautiful and communal about a campfire, and campfires themselves deserve their own post. Bonfires are not only beautiful and communal, they are also totally frickin' awesome because it's like sitting next to a continual controlled explosion. 

Because we are quite silly, last year we set up our tents less than 10 feet from one of the bonfires. Strangely enough, this didn't keep me awake. Instead, I fell asleep to the warm flicker of a fire, and the carrying laughter and singing voices of a community of people who were all friends and strangers at the same time. There were so many voices that they all ran together, becoming a sort of white noise, like sleeping next to a river.

I slept like a baby in a laundry basket on top of the dryer.

Dumptruck took some photos of the bonfire last year, and I present them to you without further ado. The photo of the hiker jumping over the fire is not recommended. That guy totally got cold-cocked by Smoky, like 30 seconds after the picture was taken. 





Love,
Clever Girl

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