Woken by the soft light breaking through the trees . I didnt get a good look at where i camped last night as i came in at dusk . This morning it seems that im surrounded by ancestors . The bones of the earth are all around me . Huge boulders are balanced on one another making for an amazing gallery of shapes and figures . I can see serpents heads and huge stone fingers breaking up out of the earth .
Sparks comes by. We chat while i drink coffee and discuss the day ahead “hey ! Ya hear that owl last night? ” . Did I ever ! It was a beautiful deep echo that rang through the valley. We guessit was a big one , and surmise alone because it calls were not returned . Cool , me and Sparks shared an owl .!
Im ready to hit the trail and go to put my socks on . They make me take a little once over of my current hygeine status . Im a bit crusty and smell like , well in the intrest of politeness i wont tell you what i smell like (But I think it may just keep the Bears off my snickers ). I have forgoten the last time i rememberd to brush my teeth . My trousers are so soiled in salt and filth I think they could do a few miles of the trail on their own ..
Im hoping to hike about 15mile today . There is a long stretch ahead with no water , but Raven insisted that their were good water caches ahead , and although its prudent not to rely on them , this time it looks like they will come in handy for us .
I pass by Forget me not and The Beast who are still making a rise , and feel good that ive been making some new friends . I wonder how Gus , Wing it and Big Toe are doing .
As the day unfolds and breakfast is burned off I begin to feel very very weary . Its like nothing Ive ever experienced before . I realise im close to 500miles , which is all I really set out to do at the start . Am I at my low point ? Am I in the belly of the whale ?
I Never knew even in the bone weary marrow of tiredness their is still a great hope… It has taken 500miles of walking for me to really know deep down that it can be done . This pathway , this metaphore , this journey , it can be done , because the human being is such an amazing creation . So full of adaptability , so imaginative , so resiliant , that it can achieve almost anything that it aims to do . So my wearyness dissolves in the irifutable truth of what im doing , im still walking . Ha ha , im STILL walking .
I push on with the other hikers into sunset and to the Bird Spring pass where there is a large water cache . We sit in the satisfied glow at the end of todays trail and Sparks feeds us all pepermint chocolate . The sunset is better than a photograph can express.
Im a bit blown away when Forget me not tells me ive just walked 28miles . I wasnt counting today, but it really didnt feel that far ! Mile 497 … three more and I get to sing that bloody awful song . You know the one ..
Mork calling Orson . Mork calling Orson .. Nanu Nanu … Shazbot ..*
*See Mork and Mindy (any episode)