Hello, Benjamin from Brother’s Campfire here!
A while back, I trained to walk 35 miles in one day and smashed it. I will be out training again for another lengthy hike so wish me well!
For all of you, I made a pot of coffee so gather ’round and I will spin a quick tale!
It wasn’t the first time I took some misfit to Northwich and it probably will not be my last.
King James saw my point of view and a letter marked with his seal allowed for the release of the pirate’s son, Ashton Gryll.
This Ashton fellow now, he came across a little ill-tempered and sad, head hung low. Perhaps some backwoods air will help.
We knew a few of the same people. In fact, he traveled with Galvin the Bard and worked with Jeptha, a real outdoorsman we affectionately call Beast.
I grew up with The Bard and Beast and had to keep those two in line when they act up. Those two call me Brother.
Galvin the Bard has a strange instrument that is rather hard to describe. It was gifted to him by the Heron tribesmen and he goes around playing it for a coin here and there. He is witty and personable. I envy his easy-going nature.
Jeptha the Beast got his name for a skin condition he no longer has. The man with the Shepherd’s Crook healed him by laying his hands on him. Truth is stranger than fiction I tell you. There is a little something off in how he talks with folks, but he has a heart of gold, something I ain’t got.
I am Emerson Berengar; all rules, by the book, for the most part. Folks see me and say “Oh brother, here comes the rules guy.”
I tend a fire and welcome all to gather around. Folks need a place to go when the night is dark.
Now, back to Ashton. He calls himself a reluctant surgeon. I don’t know what that is all about, but I told him he can be whatever he sets his mind to be. We used to have a guy that could dress injuries, but he went on his way after giving Jeptha a cat.
I think I understand a little; I do not wish to be a Thane, but it was a responsibility given and I have it to do.
Anyway, Ashton can seek opportunities in any way he wishes up in Northwich.
I think picking up strays is what I do when In town and Ashton seems a fine addition to the Campfire. I just want to get back to it.
Netty, my Beloved is there waiting for me to return as well and her breakfasts are epic.
23 thoughts on “Brothers Campfire Oh Brother, A Rules Guy -An Ongoing Tale Episode 242”
Ashton should make a fine addition to the campfire.
We will see how it goes!
Cannot wait to see what Ashton gets up to in future tales. Hope you enjoyed your breakfast.
Ha ha, me and Emerson Berengar Did!
This one is fun Ashton is going to be a welcome addition
Keep laughing, It’s all we have left
Yeah, that is a change.
Congratulations, Benjamin on walking 35 miles in one day! That is quite an accomplishment! 🙂
You earned your breakfast. Take care!
Have a beautiful day!
35 miles is impressive. Took me a week to go 50 in the Appalachian mountains.
That is rugged terrain with a pack, Lance. Sounds like you did a great job in a potentially unfamiliar environment. The 35 miles I speak of was relatively flat from Pueblo, Colorado to Colorado Springs. I had poweraid stashed every 3 miles to do it.
Thank you for the compliment. 50 miles in a week with a pack in mountainous, rugged terrain is impressive as well.
Thanks for dropping by, Lance Thompson!
Peanut butter is the best trail food!
I agree for the trail. For one day endurance walks, I prefer simple easy to digest sugars after a carb loaded week.
On one trip though the AT I ran out of food. Came across this older guy who had Ritz crackers and a tub of peanut butter he gave me cause he was getting off the trail. Lifesaver.
Sounds Like it!
My name is… EasternTrekker..but…couldn’t walk 35 miles. 😉
Over time you could, I am sure!
That is a method as well!
Dear Benjamin, a very interesting narrative.
Ha ha! Thanks!