Wildcat Hunt Dream – September 24, 2016

I love it when I have technicolor dreams of breathtaking beauty.

wildcat Last night I dreamed that I was mountain man Jim Bridger walking along beautiful wilderness trails in Canada hunting a mysterious wildcat. It had gorgeous spotted fur. I thought it would make a nice warm fur coat. The problem was that I had no idea what I would do if I caught up to it. I didn’t have a gun, camera or even a knife! 

I was walking along the trail when it turned into wetlands. I hopped from one dry spot to another. I came out of the woods and saw the wetlands spreading out in front of me in all directions.

I was stunned by the beauty of it all. I heard a Wild Kingdom type voiceover say, “A lot of Greek Orthodox families settled in this area.” I looked around but couldn’t see any sign of people, houses or civilization. I wondered where they were hiding.

I woke up wondering why Jim Bridger was on my mind.  several months ago I read The Revenant, in which Jim Bridger plays a supporting role.  When I was a kid I was a avid reader (still am).  I read the biographies of all the great explorers of the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries, like Daniel Boone, Davy Crocket, Jim Bowie (of the famous Bowie knife), and many others.  It’s possible that I am redefining my life now that I have retired from my Mittyesque life.


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