then, when i was discharged, my parents took me and my siblings down to Palm Springs to take the tram up to the mountain and hike it. what i remember of the trip was hiking back out of the place alone in front of my family, with my walkman and Big Country.
i sat on a log to rest and a scraggly looking wolf approached me. he didn't get too close and i didn't move, we just stared at each other as "Porrohman" played in my ears. the wolf walked off, and i got up and finished my trek.
it was unspeakably beautiful up on that mountain and while i was enthralled with the music i would pretend to be walking the Scottish countryside.
after three months in a private hospital, to be out in the complete wilderness was joy i haven't experienced since.
so that's the deal with Bid Country.