It’s Time to Ramble On

March 7, 2009 · 3 comments

If you have the album Led Zeppelin II, I recommend you flip over the record and point the needle to the third set of grooves – track 7 on the CD:  Ramble On is the title of this post and the theme for today in my life.  Here’s a live version from I-don’t-know-when-or-where.  For maximum effect of this post, please listen and read along with the lyrics.

How and why Led Zeppelin’s “Ramble On” is a proper metaphor for my life today:

Leaves are fallin’ all around, time I was on my way
Thanks to you, I’m much obliged for such a pleasant stay
but now it’s time for me to go, the autumn moon lights my way
for now I smell the rain, and with it, pain
and it’s headed my way
Aw, sometimes I grow so tired
but I know I’ve got one thing I got to do

Spring is coming, I can smell it in the air.  Days are getting longer; the sun rises earlier and it’s easier for me to get up in the morning feeling energetic.  The past few seasons have been good to me, but things are changing in my life.  I can smell the pain headed my way if I try to hold on to what’s past.  Hard decisions have to be made; the time for them has been approaching for a while.  It’s time to strap my gear on and head on down this metaphorical road.  As Plant says “I know one thing I got to do:”

A-ramble on, and now’s the time, the time is now
Sing my song, I’m goin’ ’round the world, I gotta find my girl
On my way, I’ve been this way ten years to the day
Ramble on, gotta find the queen of all my dreams

Today, I’ll be hiking alone.  Scott and I haven’t gone hiking for the past three Saturdays – we’ve hardly missed a Saturday in the past few seasons.  Never three in a row.  We have nine mountains left to climb in our goal of joining the Catskill 3500 Club.  Most of them are trail-less peaks, which means they’ll be tough hikes.  Today I climb Rusk Mountain – the easiest (in my estimation) of the bushwacks.  I’d try something harder, but I’ve never walked into the woods with just a map and a compass by myself before.

Got no time to for spreadin’ roots, the time has come to be gone
And though our health we drank a thousand times
it’s time to ramble on

I’ve spent the last few weeks waiting on other people:  waiting for Scott to be available on the weekend to hike, waiting for a certain girl to (metaphorically) look in my direction, waiting for my boss to spontaneously give me a raise.  As though I were actually walking through this life with other people.  I’ve had a good few seasons of companionship – made some friendships, solidified others.  Sure, I’ve been lonely here and there, but somewhere along the line I forgot I was alone.  Or maybe I should say and somewhere along the line I forgot I am alone.  I’ve been holding back waiting for others to catch up – gathering moss, if you will.

A-ramble on, and now’s the time, the time is now
Sing my song, I’m goin’ ’round the world
I’ve gotta find my girl
On my way, I’ve been this way ten years to the day
I gotta ramble on, I gotta find the queen of all my dreams
I tell you no lie

So my gear is in the car behind me, full tank of gas, and I’m off.  Literally and figuratively.  I’m hereby putting myself on notice that if anybody wants to roll with me, they’d better hustle up and roll with me, ’cause I’m not stopping to wait.  I need to beThe Big O“, not just think about it.  Companionship is nice while it’s there, but it fades and wears and loneliness shows through.  And loneliness isn’t something I can abide for long – what I can do, though is embrace my alone-ness and get back to taking care of me.

Mine’s a tale that can’t be told, my freedom I hold dear
How years ago in days of old when magic filled the air
’twas in the darkest depths of Mordor, mm-I met a girl so fair
but Gollum and the evil warg crept up and slipped away with her
her, her, yeah, and ain’t nothin’ I can do, no

So today I have no hiking partner, no girl, and no raise.  I just have my map & compass, my gear, and myself to keep me company.  I’m the only one that can make me happy.  But please, dear reader, don’t misunderstand:  I’m not unhappy.  I don’t feel deserted.  This isn’t me whining.  This is me girding my loins and polishing my armour.

I guess I’ll keep on ramblin’, I’m gonna
Sing my song/Sh-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, I’ve gotta find my baby
I’m gonna ramble on, sing my song
Gonna work my way all around the world
Baby, baby/Ramble on, yeah

Scott’s probably reading this now.  We’re not breaking up, buddy.  You’re still my hiking partner – if you want to be.  I’m just off to climb Rusk by myself today.  In hiking, as in life, I’ll be right there with you when you’re ready to climb it; I have no problem climbing this mountain twice.  Dear reader, I hope you’re listening to the music.  This isn’t a sad song, this is a song of rebirth and renewal.  It’s about getting a move-on to see what’s around the next bend, over the next rise.  New and exciting adventures lie ahead and I plan to drink of them as from the cup that overfloweth.  I’m skipping my way up these mountains, whistlin’ a happy tune. 

A-do-do-n-do-n-do-n-do, my baby/Baby
A-ramble on, baby
A-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-de-do-de-do-de-do-de-do-de, yeah, yeah/
I can’t stop this feelin’ in my heart
Everytime I feel I will leave, I really gotta part
Gotta keep searchin’ for my baby/
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, babe
I’ve gotta keep a-searchin’for my baby
My, my, my, my, my, my, my baby/
Yeah-yeah, a-yeah-yeah, a-yeah-yeah
My, my, my, my, my, my baby/
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Ooh, my, my, my-my, my-my, my-my, yeah/
I can’t find my bluebird, I’d listen to my bluebird sing
but I, I can’t find my bluebird
I keep a-ramblin’ baby/ Ah, ah, yeah
I keep a-ramblin’, baby/I keep, keep, keep, keep, keep
Babe, babe, babe, babe/
I keep a-ramblin’, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
My, my babe
Bay-ya-by/A-goodbye, goodbye, a-goodbye, baby
Well, something’s wrong

Oh, and if that lovely girl of whom I speak is reading this,


I may not be waiting around gathering moss, but you know how to get ahold of me.

So again, I’m off.  Catch on up and roll with me if you like – I plan on having fun.


Today’s Hike:  Rusk Mountain

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All the aforesaid aside, I don’t plan on dying today.  This ain’t no suicide note.  Rusk is a bushwack of the releatively-easy type:  straight up and straight down.  I shouldn’t have too much trouble keeping the summit in sight, as there still aren’t any leaves on the trees.  Rusk is also 3,680′ high, the twenty-first highest of the thirty-five mountains in the Catskills over 3,500′, so it won’t take me forever (part of the way up is on a trail, anyway).  I’ll be sans-GPS tracker, so I apologize, dear reader, that you won’t be able to follow my progress.  But then again, this ain’t about you

{ 3 comments… read them below or add one }

Katie March 7, 2009 at 11:45

One of my favorite posts to date!


:P March 7, 2009 at 20:06

sorry to hear that you were lonely on your hike today, it’s cool that you still went though. . i hope you have a good day and a great time tonight at your concert , see you soon <3


$@bs March 7, 2009 at 22:07

Beautiful day for it – how did you enjoy?


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