Solo Snowstorm Comfort: Solitude and Wonder in Appalachia’s Indian Tree Wilds
Some of you will say, hey I’ve seen this before! Nah, not this one you haven’t - because this is the first time I’ve ever included the entirety of this outing into a single video. Until now, the only version available was broken into two parts.
Even though some folks might have seen parts of it before, millions of other people haven’t, so it was important for me to recut it as this Full, Condensed version that stays under an hour in runtime.
Soon, I’ll publish the Full, Extended version as well, which adds another hour more to the runtime.
In Appalachia they get confused as ‘haints’ or otherworldly creatures roaming the dark woods. Hearing this, you can probably understand why. They make a downright spooky sound in the dark, Appalachian backwoods!
We need Alfred Hitchcock to come back and do a movie about this.
In all seriousness, I’m glad both people are ok.
Have you ever been attacked by an unlikely animal? I almost got into a fist fight with a white-tailed deer once. My grandpappy’s hens always tried to kill me when grandma would send me to the henhouse to collect eggs. I’ve had a few feisty run-ins with geese. On another occasion, a shrew about the size of my pinky toe didn’t like me camping near her burrow and she was going at me pretty heavy.
