I’m at the place where John Muir’s cabin once stood. A Municipal at Camp 7 told me about it – off the Yosemite Falls trail, in a copse, behind a stand of aspens.  There’s no marker, but I knew when I found it– like I’m communing with his spirit. The frogs are croaking, and the Blue Jays are squawking just like he wrote in his books. It’s freaking unbelievable.

Walking the JM trail is the most important thing I’ll ever do in my life. My soul or some ancient connection needs to do this.

I think that what you said about time apart being good for us is true. It could make things better.

Love, Duke

PS... Tomorrow I’m leaving for the back country and won’t have cell service at all, so if there’s any chance of an audition (if you have time to call Jason, that would be great), LMK ASAP.

 

Thanks, I love you.

Duke Devane

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