I just returned from my first overnight trip up and down the Tuolumne meadows segment of the PCT. A little dazzled, I thought a lot about myself, and about how difficult it is to carry a heavy pack up an incline at elevation. I thought a lot about bodies. The city is a hole I want to stick my head out of again, and soon. On the other side of a city is nothing but the city. It is difficult to describe natural elements without understanding their processes. "Reaching," for example, is not quite right for what a tree does, when it extends from a bed of rock. Back in LA I go for a walk at dusk, encounter four raccoons "marching" across the street. They are "in formation." A family? I thought a lot about family, and about being alone, and about being in the company of others.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
First Leg
I just returned from my first overnight trip up and down the Tuolumne meadows segment of the PCT. A little dazzled, I thought a lot about myself, and about how difficult it is to carry a heavy pack up an incline at elevation. I thought a lot about bodies. The city is a hole I want to stick my head out of again, and soon. On the other side of a city is nothing but the city. It is difficult to describe natural elements without understanding their processes. "Reaching," for example, is not quite right for what a tree does, when it extends from a bed of rock. Back in LA I go for a walk at dusk, encounter four raccoons "marching" across the street. They are "in formation." A family? I thought a lot about family, and about being alone, and about being in the company of others.
