I’m posting this on the other side of day 1. The walk was way more manageable than I anticipated. I was feeling nervous before, especially when the server at the restaurant last night told me that I shouldn’t drink a beer if I was going to hike it tomorrow. I started early, walked at a steady pace, and took lots of breaks. Pretty quickly the theme of fear came up in my walking and there was time to explore and process through the ways that fear shows up in my life. When I’m in situations that I am unable to control, a strong fear can arise, believing that I alone will have to figure out what to do. I felt reminded as I walked that I was not alone
A song that has been in my head this trip is “I Will Follow Him”, from the Sister Act soundtrack - I watched it on the plane ride over and it’s stuck around - and I listed to it today as I walked, crying in gratitude over following God.
But without a doubt, the funniest/oddest moment came when I was taking a break at this picnic bench on top of a hill/mountain. All of a sudden, I’m startled by the sound of what turns out to be a guy riding a jazzy scooter past me. He does not acknowledge my presence, continues on, before stopping, getting off the scooter, and checking something on the ground. He then gets back on and drives past me once more. I laughed in delight at the wonderful weirdness of this moment
It’s good to be resting up after the first day. The hosts are pretty cold here, but the place is beautiful, the sun is shining, and I’ve taken a shower. Life feels good in this moment.
More tales from the trail to come!
Jen
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