“If I leave here tomorrow, would you still remember me?
For I must be travelin’ on now. There’s too many places I got to see.
And if I stay here with you boy, things just couldn’t be the same.
For I’m as free as a bird now, and this bird you can not change.”
That classic Southern rock song “Free Bird”, with the cool guitar licks by Lynyrd Skynyrd, is a favorite of mine. I especially love to listen to the song while out driving.
A curious thing in Minnesota is that when asked a question on distance, like: “How far is it to Duluth?” we’ll answer that question with minutes in time, rather than miles. “Oh it’s about 45 minutes away.”
When my husband asked how long it takes to get to one of my favorite bowfishing spots, I said, “Four and a half Free Birds”.
You see, the track “Free Bird” is exactly ten minutes long and is my way of relaying distance.
I discovered that it takes almost two Free Birds to drive from my uncle’s lake property to my cousin’s farm where I hunt.
How long does it take to get up to the lake? Well, if we stop for food and a potty break, it would be about twenty-four Free Birds. Twenty-one without.
I’m lucky that I live less than one Free Bird from my work, except that I don’t get to finish hearing the whole song.
My annual fall hunting trip from Minneapolis out to Glenrock, Wyoming, is seventy-two Free Birds. Not that I would actually listen to it seventy-two times in a row, but you get the drift! (It’s a long drive!)
As you can tell, I and my family are having fun with my reference for distance in Free Birds.
How many Free Birds until you get to go hunting next? As I write this, for me it's 90 Free Birds.
"...For I’m as free as a bird now..."