Hello All,
Wednesday 13th
On the American trails, there is no doubt that the people are friendly, unlike in a certain neutral, unnamed country. Over the last two days, we have come across fellow hikers on the mountains, for a change. Of late, we have sometimes felt that we were the only two people in the state.
Where is everyone?
It is, at times, somewhat eerie but always enjoyable. The puzzling thing is, after living in San Diego for twenty years, people just cannot place our accents when we stop to chat. It puzzles us. Perhaps we should carry a surfboard with us and say ‘Hey, Dude’. Will more time in the city help? That may be problem; we would like to live in Oregon, Northern Arizona, Utah, Montana and Colorado—and that’s just for starters.
Hazy Blue RangesOur hike today brought forth strong emotions. Firstly, it was another outstanding experience. We viewed the Three Sisters Mountains from our peak as we reached ‘Broken Hand’.
Man on the (snow) moon!
In 9 miles, we witnessed lakes, snowfields, Mt. Hood (120 miles away by road), Mt. Jefferson and the tip of Adams. We stood at the edge of cliffs, viewed many mountain ranges, valleys below and because this is Oregon, trees. Our view encompassed a full circle. In the distance, we gazed at hazy, blue hills and mountains.
For a second time this week, we were overwhelmed. One takes in a collection of varying, extraordinary scenes that stuns the brain. Arguably, one of the most enjoyable hikes we have had—certainly in the last 24 hours.
The constant view of the beautiful Three Sisters kept the memory of our long departed sister, Wendy (of blessed memory) in our minds. Therein lays a mystery of the world. Some have to leave early. Perhaps their task is complete and they need to move along to meet the next challenge. Who knows? Our minds are much too small to comprehend it all.
Oregons Three Sisters
The Three Sisters are wonderful but in the end, they are only rocks and matter. Wendy, like most of us, had a soul. That matters.
Cheers,
Jenni and Jeffrey
1 comment:
Beautiful blog - thanks Jenni for reminding me to read it!
Especially the three sisters dedication to mommy. The 'three sisters' seems such a fitting experience: both in their beauty and perhaps in their metaphorical meaning too - whilst the three sisters 'are only rocks and matter' - maybe it is us - the three sisters born from mommy who carry her soul - ?
I enjoy so much the mountain top views. thank you for sharing and inspiring me to do the same.
muchos love and shabbat shalom
xx tarryn
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