I wasn't looking for a vision quest. I had done that in 1990 with the Bear Tribe. Some would say twenty-five years was long enough to warrant another quest, but in many traditions a vision quest is intended for life. I simply wanted to reconnect directly with the folk music, singer-songwriter community of Kerrville, Texas, with which I had become acquainted in 2001 and 2002.That didn't happen on the trip here described. I did, however, through seeming happenstance, reconnect with a high school friend from more than forty years earlier and had the pleasure of meeting her husband, and of revisiting Montana.My journey took seven days. It hurt in many ways: physically, emotionally, perhaps intellectually. In a week's time I was tested in areas I long-ago passed through and mastered, but which had become tarnished or simply wanted more burnishing.There is an old Buddhist saying:Before enlightenment: chop wood, carry water.After enlightenment: chop wood, carry water.