…a friend asked when she called me yesterday. I told her bits and pieces about what I did last weekend, but even as I was talking I knew for sure that my words didn’t really do much justice to what I really wanted to say. I know I am not too good at expressing / describing things verbally, and I think I do a little better if I write it down and hence, this post…
Most of my summer weekends (along with a few of spring and fall weekends) are spent in the woods – taking in all the best things that Mother Nature has to offer. The actual weekend planning starts sometime late Friday morning – not much planning really, just a decision as to where to go. Once that is finalized, rest all falls in place without sticking to any particular schedule. All that we need – tent, sleeping bags, etc – are usually kept in the car; so it doesn’t take us a lot of time to get ready to leave. We start our drive on Friday evenings mostly (journey lasts anywhere between an hour or two to six or seven hours). Once in the car, the weekend beings…
Camping – what’s there not to like about this experience? Away from the hustle bustle of the city; no phone or internet to distract us; a home away from home that offers nothing but peace. Into the woods, calm and quiet, we take sometime to breathe in fresh air and then start the process of getting the tent up and ready – one of the most fun things to do. Even if, at times, I don’t really help out, I still sit back and enjoy by watching it get done. What is not to love about putting together what will be my home for the next few nights?
Sometimes we end up not getting a spot in the campground due to our tardiness. In times like those, we park the car in a nearby lot, make space and fall asleep in the car. We’ve done this a few times…it has its own charm and I’ve come to enjoy every bit of this experience too.
Hiking – something I find very therapeutic. Walking into the jungle leaving behind all the stress – can’t ask for more! Even if I don’t leave behind my worries, the atmosphere is just so tranquil that I don’t get to focus on anything but the beauty that surrounds.
As we start the hike, I have all the energy in me to face what may lie ahead. I marvel at the colorful flowers, wild berries and mushrooms, lush trees, cool breeze and everything else that crosses our path. But eventually, I start to huff and puff. Sometimes, I complain about the steep climb and other times, I take more breaks than necessary. Sometimes, I come to the verge of wanting to turn back and other times, I doubt if I’ll be able to pull it off. Yet, I keep going. For I know that what awaits will be worth every step I took to reach there.
Perhaps a mesmerizing view of mountain ranges. Or a scene of a beautiful lake down in the valley. Perhaps a waterfall gushing down to wash away the beads of sweat on my face. Or the sight of mist rising to unveil the mystery that it covers. Be what it may, the splendor that is Nature never ceases to amaze!
There are so many other little things that happen, making every one of these trips so similar, yet to different from one another –
If one night we sleep under the sky with a bright moon and glittering stars spread across, then there’s another night equally captivating with the sky only revealing dark clouds that sing lullaby through their raindrops. If there’s a day when the sun spreads love by gracing us with periods hot enough to be able to swim in the beach, then there’s another day just as pleasant when we get to see the sun playing peek-a-boo. If there’s a morning when the birds chirp non-stop acting as our sweet wake up call, then there’s another morning when the woodpecker decides it’s his turn to be a loud alarm. If there’s an afternoon where we spend time in the tent reading or sleeping to the sound of thunders, then there’s another afternoon that is equally relaxing as we spend time walking in the woods. If there’s an evening spent sitting by the campfire laughing incessantly about some random incident, then there’s an evening that is just as much fun as we sit on the shore listening to the music of waves hitting the rocks while we reminisce the past or dream about the future.
No wonder we love doing it over and over, one weekend after another!