… the more they remain the same…” I have no idea who originated that saying, but it is one we all can relate to with no difficulty… So, here I am in an all too familiar state, doing what I often do, all the while knowing full-well what the eventual answer will be… A Coddiwomple…

According to Napper, Super Santa (Early Bird) used that ‘English slang’ term in a recent Facebook post of his. The definition that accompanied that odd word in the text I received from Napper: “To travel purposefully toward an as-yet-unknown destination.” Dang, that is and has been my ‘MO’ for a couple of decades now, and it pretty well sums up my current need as I write this.

Even as I perused the map and pondered various routes, destinations, etc., as I usually do, and as I even looked over a couple of ads for cabin rentals for possible brief stays, something else I frequently do, I knew better… I also checked the weather, of course, and it did not look promising…

This time of year I try to stay south of I-40, so that does limit my range. Oh well, between the two oceans that present the east-west limits of my range, there still is much fertile adventure opportunity… So… As my cabin fever continues to approach the intolerable level, and as my feet continue to develop that chronic itchy feeling, I continue to toss out hints to ALI… “Soon, baby… very soon…”

“From this hour I ordain myself loos’d of limits and imaginary lines,
Going where I list, my own master total and absolute,
Listening to others, considering well what they say,
Pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating,
Gently,but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that would hold me.
I inhale great draughts of space,
The east and the west are mine, and the north and the south are mine…”  Walt Whitman

Well, to the extent common sense, cold temps and icy precip will allow, that above passage is my mantra… Very soon, my friends, the old bug slayer will be at large and on the loose… again…