Tuesday, March 04, 2014
This is in response to CLAIREINPARIS “Featured Blog”:
Funny, Claireinparis! You just wrote a blog of what happened to me!
It was just this weekend I joined a group hike where hikers were way too fast for me. They were almost running and I was hiking at a moderate 3 mph. I think they must have been going 4 mph, because some of them in the back were running to catch up. Running speed is 5 mph. I certainly couldn't keep more than a 3 mph pace, because I just wasn't fit enough. I marveled at their strength and stamina. I thought, “Maybe next year I’ll be strong enough to keep up”. I did my best to catch up by taking some shortcuts through the brush, but after a while it didn't seem like very much fun. So, I slowed down, regrouped and decided to go my own way. I was at an urban state park which had a beach by the bay. I thought, “Wouldn’t it be great to end my hike at the beach!”. I followed the high path encircling the bay. The sky was clear blue and the water crystal blue and glistening. I too have a back problem and like you, the scenery was so lovely and serene, it didn’t seem to matter. I rounded the waterway until the beach appeared, but not before a detour. I had to work my way through a mass of mangroves. This place reminded me of when American Indians customarily hid in the Mangroves along with the birds, during hurricanes, more than a century ago. I pretended to be a bird in the brush hiding from the torrential wind and storm. I came out “alive” and giggled. Before me, lay a picture perfect bay. a sandy beach and a flock of Ibis. It was a glorious sight to see. By now, I felt heavy with fatigue and drenched with sweat.. I laid in the warm sand, as close to the cool water as I could. A wave of water flowed through the sand and covered my body. For a moment I shivered and then took a deep breath of relief. I was truly exhausted and fell into a dream filled sleep.
What began as a harried day became the best day ever!
Thanks Clarinparis for inspiring me to write this.