(The following is sung to the tune of "Hello Mudda, Hello Faddah")
Hello Anne and hello Larry,
Here I am in Agua Dulce.
Town is neat and food is filling,
But the heat is on the verge of hiker-killing.
You've seen pictures of the Saufleys,
They keep hikers on their property
In a guest house, tents and RVs,
There were 60 there last week. Now that's a party!
There are things I've heard since stopping,
Hikers from the trail are dropping.
You remember poor No Way Ray?
The memorial will be two weeks after Monday.
Now I don't want this should freak youse,
Ladybird got bit by a recluse.
Pinhead's shin splints still aren't healing,
And believe me, I have felt that broken feeling!
Let me stay,
Oh Jeff and Donna,
Let me stay,
'Cause I don't wanna
Go out to the scary desert
Where I might get heat stroke and fall down.
Let me stay,
I promise I will pat the dogs,
And smell nice in my clean new togs
Oh please let me sleep in,
I need to zero again!
Darling Mudder, Dearest Fadder,
The Mojave's growing hotter
And the Saufleys' is so shady
There are so many excuses to keep waiting.
Wait a minute, clouds just blew in,
Cooler weather might be brewin'
I can't stop or I'll be bailin'
So Mudder, Fadder, kindly disregard this mailin'!
(DUM dum dum dum-dum-dum dum DA DA dum plink plink!)”
Hello Redtail hello hikah There you are with Jeff and Donnah What a blessing What a treat-ah For the body and the soul and your feet-ah!
Fill you belly lotsa watah Where you're going will be hottah Please no snake-ees and no sunstroke Just cool weather clouds and more clouds and that's no joke.
Please be safe We're praying for you Please be safe and do stay cool too Fly on feet most blister free now Get to the Sierras very soon.
Son,we loved your email. You should have heard us singing along with you. The best of luck as you go across the Mojave. We are a thought away and walking with you as you go....Love, Mom and Dad
Greatest. Parents. Ever. It's sure obvious where I got my creativity from! Thanks for the response in kind -- it was as much of a kick as the original.
Hoping to leave Agua Dulce tomorrow -- waiting on those custom insoles. :/
Your day consistes of; *plod on four steps* "What rymes with 'bailing'? *plod on six hundred more steps* "Fuck it, I will just kill another word, and hope no one finds the body." *plod on nine more steps* "The mail has it coming..."