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One step, and then another, will get you to where you want to be.

I believe those words totally. 

What size steps? That depends on the person. Some need to take baby steps, others much larger ones.

One second, one minute, one hour, or one day at a time. That depends on you.

You can make it through your quit journey. I did after 42 years, though the damage was already done.

Bypass surgery and COPD are the realities I live with now. I now treasure each and every minute of each day.

Travel safe my friends.

As I began this post, so I finish .......

One step, and then another, will get you to where you want to be.

Larry the Caravan Master

I Feel Great! Why Quit Smoking?
I asked myself that question many times over the years.
I am never deathly ill or having major breathing issues. Smoking can't be hurting me like it is a lot of other people.
Sound familiar?
That was always how I thought. Then I came down with what I thought was just a bad flu. Tests showed I had Gall Bladder sludge. Nothing major I thought. A small Laprascopic surgery to remove my Gall Bladder and things would be fine.
My pre-surgery EKG looked like something painted by Picasso. Further testing by the Caediologist showed some major problems. Two total cardiac artery blockages and one 80% blockage in another. Major Left Heart muscle death and damage.
I underwent triple vessel bypass a little over 3 1/2 years ago. I survived the surgery thanks to the mercy of Creator Above and the skill of my surgeon.
I quit smoking at the same time.

As of today, I have not used nicotine for 3 years, 8 months, 25 days, 13 hours, 8 minutes and 26 seconds (1363 days).

I've not smoked 54542 death sticks. I've saved 189 days, 9 hours and 9 minutes of my life.

After 42 years, I gave them up because I found out the no matter how great I felt, smoking had done major damage to my body. Nic had whispered lies to me all those years that smoking wasn't hurting me at all.
I now live with very low blood pressure, Systolic Heart Failure, and COPD. There are others here with the same problems or others just as bad.
I hope my story will give someone the incentive they need to throw those death sticks away.
Life without those Sickoretttes is really great!
If you are here and just starting your quit, hang on to it with all you have. The journey is not easy, but, it is so worth it. Ask for help from the others here. We want you to succeed and become smoke-free.
Take the journey one day at a time. You can make it through to the other side.
The journey of 1000 miles begins with just one small step. Take that step today.
One step, and then another, will get you to where you want to be.
Larry the Caravan Master

We arrive at the target oasis yesterday afternoon to find everything as it should be.
After a quick consultation, we moved in the direction that Nic and his buddies were supposed to be coming from. About a mile out, we began setting out our own traps.
We dug a large pitfall and covered it well. I had trouble finding it myself a little later. I sure didn't want to fall in there. Several other little surprises were set out also.
Very early this morning, we heard a very loud commotion. Nic and company had found the traps. A large number of his bunch were laying at the bottom of the pitfall. As they weren't moving, we just left them there.
We attacked the rest of his bunch in an attempt to finish them. The fight has been going on for several hours now. Nic's bunch has taken heavy casualties. We have taken some ourselves, but, none very serious as yet.
I have been scanning the skies looking for the dragon that aided us in the last fight. No sign of it yet though.
I have sent a message back to the mountain asking for reinforcements. I want to finish Nic's forces off quickly if possible. We missed getting Nic though. I saw him slinking away early in the fight. I will try to track him down later.
The battle is pretty well over. A large number of what was left of Nic's forces have been slipping away behind the dunes and running away. Some of the Bedoins are chasing down the lst of our opponents.
We have been dragging Nic's men over and dropping them into the pit. I suspect we have cost him close to 350 of his followers. The pitfall and the other traps took out a lot of them to begin with.
I hope he will not try anything again for a very long time.
I must finish getting rid of the fallen here.
Travel safely my friends.......
One step, and then another, will get you to whee you want to be.
Larry the Caravan Master

I am traveling fast across the desert with a force of Bedoins. I received news that Nic and his horde were headed to one of the oasis with equipment for an ambush.
The last time Nic tried this there was a very long battle. Casualties on both sides were high. Nic and his bunch fought very hard to overwhelm the travelers of NML.
Several travelers fell from Desolation Point that day. I sent them to the medics back at the trailhead. They recovered to begin their journey again.
I hope to arrive before the trap can be set and save some traveler the pain of falling into his web of deadly chemicals.
Keep a sharp eye for any of his followers. You can identify them from their blackened appearance. They smell heavily of smoke also.
Beware of any strangers that you meet on the trail. They might be agents of Nic.
Continued success on your journey friends.
One step, and then another, will get you to where you want to be.
Larry the Caravan Master

I just spoke to Candy. Some of you remember her I'm sure. She told me that she is now 5 months smoke-free and hanging in there.

She said she misses everyone and is hoping to return someday.

I will be Singing for her health problems and ask everyone to join in. 

I wish her a safe journey.

One step, and then another, will get you to where you want to be.

Larry the Caravan Master

I am sure there are those traveling in NML that are wondering how to tell where the trail ends.
How much farther is it? Where am I going? How long till I get there?
The best answer I can give is this. As you come out of the Relapse Rocks, look toward the horizon ahead. You should see a small spot there. The trail aims squarely at it. That is where you want to go.
Follow the trail towards it. At the end of each day's travel, it will appear a little larger. In time, the spot changes appearance as it grows closer.
One day as you stop for the night, you can tell it is a mountain. That is the end of the trail through NML. Keep traveling towards that point. Keep your pace steady though.
Don't rush! Haste causes mistakes and falls. You don't want disaster to strike now! You will reach there safely if you just keep traveling steadily.
I am looking forward to either meeting you there at the trails end, or receiving the news you have exited NML.

If I happen to be out on the desert re-supplying the caches at the oasis and along the trail and making repairs to the trail where they are needed. , I hope to see you when I return.
Travel safely my friends ......
One step, and then another, will get you to where you want to be.
Larry the Caravan Master

Come Visit My Grave ©
Written By James D. Rolfes
I am a Veteran under the sod.
I’m in good company, I’m up here with God.
Come to my grave and visit me.
I gave my life so you could be free.
Today is Memorial Day throughout this great land.
There’s Avenues of Flags, Parades and Bands.
I can hear music, the firing squads and taps.
Here come my comrades, the Legionnaires, the Blue caps.
One of them just put a flag on my stone.
Some day he’ll have one of his own.
Some think of this day as just a day free of toil.
While others are busy working the soil.
They say they have plans, other things to do.
Don’t put us aside as you would an old shoe.
Come visit my grave in this cemetery so clean.
This is what Memorial Day means.
There are many of us lying in wake less sleep.
In cemeteries of green and oceans of deep.
It’s sad that for many who fought so brave.
No one comes to visit their grave.
They died so you could have one whole year free.
Now can’t you save this one Day for me?
There are soldiers, sailors, airmen up here.
Who went into battle despite of their fear.
I’ve been talking up here to all of those men.
If they had to do it over, they’d do it again.
Look, someone is coming to visit my grave.
It’s my Family, for them my life I gave.
My wife, I remember our last embrace.
As I left the tears streamed down your face.
I think you knew the day I was shipped out.
I wouldn’t return, your life would be turned about.
There’s my daughter that I used to hold.
Can it be that you’re nearly twenty years old?
Next month is to be your wedding day.
I wish I could be there to give you away.
My son’s here too, Dad’s little man.
Always love your Country, do for it what you can.
There is one thing that really did bother.
Is seeing you grow up without the aid of your Father.
I wish you could all hear me from up above.
That’s a father’s best gift to his children is love.
And what better way to prove my love to the end.
Is that a man lay down his life for his friends.
I see it’s time for you to go home.
Your visit made it easier to remain here alone.
Don’t cry honey, you look too sad.
Our children are free, you should be so glad.
Daughter, thanks for the bouquet so cute.
Thank you son for that sharp salute.
Come again, I forgot, you can’t hear me from up here.
But I know you’ll come visit me again next year.
I hope all veterans are treated this way.
On this day to remember, Memorial Day.


May we always remember those that have gone before .....

Larry the Caravan Master

I just came in to let you all know I have a new grand-daughter. She was born by emergency C-section yesterday afternoon. Last night they flew her to the university hospital because she was 2 months premature and needs some assistance with some lung development and weight.

Mother and her are both doing well. What I always say fits this as it does quitting smoking.

One step, and then another, will get you to where you want to be.

Larry the Caravan Master

I found this and it hit how this says it all about the quit journey.



Don't Quit
Author Unknown
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest, if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is ***** with its twists and turns
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up though the pace seems slow--
You may succeed with another blow.
Often the goal is nearer than,
It seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up,
When he might have captured the victor's cup,
And he learned too late when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out--
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit--
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.

I have been traveling night and day to get back to the mountain. Repairs to the trail have gone very well. There has been no major damage that needed taken care of.
The oasis that had been ransacked has been put to rights and restocked.
I have passed many travelers on my journey. I left supplies with many of them as they slept. I stopped and spoke with several to see how their travels were going.
I have sent a messenger ahead to tell Dale at Carps Cave that I should arrive sometime tomorrow. I requested that some Mongolian Beef be ready for me. I also inquired if there were any Scorpion Skewers left. Those are mighty tasty.
After my meal, I will retire to The Old Goat's resting place to meditate. This will help me recharge for another journey. I will then restock with food and supplies and begin another trip. I think I will carry a larger supply of Moses Dust from now on. There seem to be more, and larger, sandstorms lately.
Travel safely, and always remember .....
One step, and then another, will get you to where you want to be.
Larry the Caravan Master

As I left Desolation Point this morning, I encountered a sandstorm. I feared for the travelers along the trail. I used some of the Moses Dust and watched the storm just fall away and clear. I will have to remember to re-stock my supply when I get to the mountain.
I have heard that the next oasis has been trashed by some of Nic's band. I sent a message to the Sheik asking that he send a party out to find them. I am hurrying to get there and see what needs to be done to fix the damage.
As I travel along, I have been leaving supplies with some of the travelers. I reminded them about the stores at each oasis and encouraged them to re-supply at each one.
I saw Ima Deer beside the trail earlier. Deer assured me that (she/he?) was watching the trail to assist travelers if needed. I was also told that WhoGnu was around also. I thanked Deer for the assistance and asked that the thanks be passed to Gnu also.
I must continue on now. Travel safe my friends.
One step, and then another, will get you to where you want to be.
Larry the Caravan Master

I just arrived at Desolation Point to find @dwwms very close to the edge.

I lit a lantern and began calling to him. I can only hope he hears me and finds a clear view of the trail.

Follow the lantern light until we get past the drop-off. You are doing so well in your journey across the desert.

To those following him, keep to the trail he is leaving. Each traveler makes the trail show even more clearly.
I have filled supplies at each oasis on my way here. I will continue to fill the rest as I travel on.

I have been restless lately and wondering where I am going. I know where I need to go.
I am working my way back to the mountain. I am feeling the need to sit in The Old Goat's cave and meditate on things. Maybe she will let me know what I should do.

I need to recharge that I may continue the work she asked me to do.
One step, and then another, will get you to where you want to be.
Larry the Caravan Master



I am a male that underwent coronary artery bypass X3 (triple) on  10/22/13 at the age of 55. I was living on about 20-30% of one coronary artery and my left heart output was only 20% to 25%. I spent a week in the hospital after surgery and went home. Then had to go back a day later for another week because I had pneumonia. Finally a few days because of a slight arythmia. All told it has been about 2 1/2 weeks. I am past the cravings by now and only have the urges to contend with. I really don't suggest that anyone quits smoking using this technique though. I'll have to carry the scars from that day for the rest of my life. The large one down the center of my chest, and the ones from several "silent" infarctions. I came that close to the next world. Never again will I subject my body to that. I now have to say N.O.P.E. (Not One Puff Ever) every day of my life.

You can find me on Facebook also.

Larry McDaniel




I will always treasure my dear friend Joan who lives with the ancestors now.

You have to decide to quit, QUIT, and then COMMIT to your quit.

Brief Description

I'm a heart patient that underwent a triple bypass 10-22-2013 at the age of 55. I quit smoking the night before (10-21-2013) at about 11 PM after a 42 year friendship with Nic O Demon. I really should say 42 years of slavery to nicotine.  



near cedar rapids, iowa


great spirit, you who knows the heart of all men, hear the thoughts i send to the sky worlds on my breath. i bring the sacred mix for the pipe. i burn the sacred woods in the hearth. i bring the sweetgrass and sage bundles. know my heart as true. guide me as i tread earth mother and keep my path straight. i ask you with humble heart to watch over all who today travel the hanging road to the lands of the ancestors. guide them to the hearths of their ancestors. fill their bowl with much meat. may they be happy there. watch over those of us that are still in this world you have given us. guide us down the right trail. smooth it as best you will for our moccasins. heal those that are filled with the spirits of sickness. make them whole and well once more. heal the heart of those that mourn a relative that has traveled the hanging road. give them peace. i, soaring eagle, send my cries to you this day with the breath you have given me. i speak no more. i am finished.


cooking, woodworking, welding

I just arrived at the entrance to NML with the fresh supplies and camels. They are being stocked away now. The camels are being watered and put into the rest pen for now. 

I saw Susan and Terrie about a day back. I'm not real sure how Susan is going to play those instruments unless she is carrying a generator. 

I met many others out there. Everyone seemed to be doing OK. Minor issues plague them daily I am sure. 

I urge all the travellers to rest at each oasis to recharge for the next part of your journey. Stay as long as you need to so you have the strength to meet the challenges. 

Beware of the pitfalls Ol' Nic has placed out there. If something doesn't look right, avoid it at all costs. 

We destroyed many traps on our trip across the desert.

Several of Nic's company won't be returning to his place. They are somewhere in the vast reaches of the desert, lost for all time. We left them out there with no supplies. Fair reatment for laying all those traps I think.

I go now to get the rest of these supplies stocked, and will them begin the trip back to the mountain on the other side of NML. 

Safe journey to all on the trail.

One step, and then another, will get you to where you want to be.....

Larry the Caravan Master

  First and foremost, I want to thank everyone for their good thoughts for my health during this round of tests and hospital stays. I appreciate them greatly.
  Last night my group came upon a camp of some of Ol' Nic's helpers.
  We snuck into the camp and captured all of them.
  We took them far out into the desert.
  I found an emergency water dig that was full of brackish water. We couldn't drink any, but it was fine for the camels.
  After the camels had their fill, I had the captives thrown in for a good soaking. We kept pushing them under the surface so they would get thouroghly  saturated.
  We then took the ones that survived far into the wastes of the desert where there is no sustinance at all.
  When the sun came up, we left them there to figure out how to get out of the wastes. 
  Just to make sure they were lost, we left in the opposite direction of the trail out and rode in random patterns for several hours, crossing over our tracks many, many times.
  I think this 20 of Nic's boys are gone for good now.
  We are continuing back to the trailhead at the entrance to NML to restock supplies and deliver fresh camels.
  Safe travels out there, and keep your guard up against Nic and his "boys".
  One step, and then another, will get you to where you want to be.
  Larry the Caravan Master