I AM NOT GOING TO LIE TO YOU

(About Our Winter Camping Trip December 27th)

I am not going to lie to you, said Matt with a smile.

It’s a pretty long hike, a little over 4 mile.

To get to the lean-to at the clearing named Scott’s

It will be a hard haul and take what you got.

The temperature may chill us to well below zero,

But I have a solution; to this problem you know.

We can load extra gear on these handy snow sleds

They slide by themselves, they just have to be led.

So we loaded our gear – on our winter trek did embark.

Jim with his pack, pulling sleds were Matt, Len and Mark.

Matt set the pace as he led the group off on the trail

But soon we heard a whine, a yell, then a loud wail.

I am not going to lie to you! through clenched lips he hissed

This sled keeps tipping and I am getting quite pissed.

I have to carry it over logs and it bumps into rocks

Each person that passes by stares, giggles and gawks.

The only thing worse than pulling the sled

Is breaking the thing and having to carry the bread.

We made it to the lean-to with time in excess

It was around three PM or so I would guess

We had angel hair pasta and it tasted de-lish

But what didn’t get eaten became frozen to the dish

For the temperature was sinking, passing zero and dropping

As we climbed in our sleeping bags the trees were popping..

Matt gave Mark his good -30 winter sleeping bag

And rolled up in his summer sack, plus just one rag.

I am not going to lie to you, said Matt through teeth a chattering

I’m cold and not having any fun, not that it’s mattering.

Cause I’ve never been colder and these feet are a keeping

My mind wide awake and the rest of me from sleeping.

I am not going to lie to you, just for courtesy sake

Instead of lying here shivering, I rather be awake

We arose at eight and searched for the trail for Summit Rock

But a long trail and cold feet stopped us at 11 o’clock

I am not going to lie to you, Matt said with despair

Though we come quite a ways, we’re not close to being there.

So we all turned back, loaded our gear and headed out

Using the same trail in for our outward bound route.

I am not going to lie to you, it was a trip to remember

That one we took on The Twenty-Seventh of December.

The Much Anticipated Never Accomplished Rainbow Falls Trip

To be sung to the tune of Somewhere Over the Rainbow……..


Someday we’ll get to Rainbow

Falls, I know.

Mark said we’ll get to Rainbow

but not what time to go.

Someday we’ll get to Rainbow

Falls, it’s clear.

Mark said we’ll get to Rainbow

I hope that it’s this year.

We don’t know what gear to bring

if we should dress for fall or spring

or maybe summer.

We just don’t know what we will eat

where we’ll sleep or where we’ll meet

what a bummer!

Someday we’ll get to Rainbow

Falls, I thought

Mark said we’ll get to Rainbow

but I’m getting overwrought.

On mountain tops we’ll make our camp

we won’t know if it’s dry or damp

until we get there!

We may meet at crack of day

morning, noon, it’s hard to say

but why should we care?

Someday we’ll get to Rainbow

Falls, yes we can

Mark said we’ll get to Rainbow

if only he would plan.

Words by Jim Muller