"Hey Jen, isn't that an incredible position to perch?"
We received a note from Gail Edelstein suggesting: As you are aging (straight-shooter she is) perhaps you should begin 'photo-shopping instead of risky climbs." Well, good advice should not go unheeded. Our first experience with trick photography below, although the legs still felt wobbly. 😕
I can't remember whether this is a genuine photograph or...
Our new attitude is 'not to sweat it'.
We're still trying to separate the trees from the forest or the wood from the trees or something like that.
From one peak to another: Bishop Peak across from where we stood, on a clear day for a change.
Our current peak position on Madonna as seen from Bishop Peak, last week. The low clouds provided incredible scenes.
'Okay, now what?' Apparently, awaiting the bird's return.
We were walking down a mountain path shared with cyclists the other day. After being on trail for 4 hours and with a few minutes to go, we saw three youngsters approaching. By the way, the trail was narrow. We thus moved to the right showing them they should take the opposite side. These days, it’s more critical than previously, because of course, it’s possible for a virus to spring from somebody and attach itself to another. That’s why some tend to wear masks especially when you notice virus carriers approaching. (We attach masks when we close in on someone and remove them soon after passing.)
Anyway, I moved to the side and because the shape of the path was concave, apparently misjudged my footing. This happens from time-to-time but invariably I recover. The trick, I think, is to go with the momentum rather than halt the movement. This time the stupid accident did not work out well. I fell into a bush to the side which happened to be of the thorn kind. When I fall, it usually occurs from slipping where my feet slide out from under causing me to land on my rear-end. This time it was a full frontal, in a manner of speaking, into a thorn bush. My right-hand came out to cushion the fall and unfortunately, I got ripped by numerous thorns in a few places. (This is not an appeal for sympathy, just to be clear.)
I felt like a complete idiot lying on the ground while these youngsters passed. Surprisingly, only the third guy offered to help me up. I refused help but wishing to have a retort after my foolish fall, apologized for not greeting them formally by getting up. What an unnecessary accident. Now would a necessary accident be better?
To conclude, I would offer that all hurt is terrible. However, I submit it’s a better 'suffering' after doing something positive or heroic than undergoing the pain and suffering for an idiotic deed.
Cheers,
Jenni and Jeffrey
The coastal beauty of the region.
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