Monday, September 10, 2007

Blue Mountain.

It starts out as a walk. Then you start to notice things. The deer tracks. The moutain laurel's narly trunk. The grouse flushing from underneath a spruce. A butterfly swooping with the breeze. A toad nestled in some pin oak leaves. A flash of red...most likely a fox sprinting off. These are the details of the wild, the characteristics that separate inside from out, mountain peaks from skylines. But I wonder if it would all look the same if no one ever took a closer look? And that's probably why they did. So don't stop exploring.



A few weeks ago my friend Mike and I took a hike across a small section of Blue Mountain in Schuylkill County. We accessed it by way of state game lands and found some pretty cool stuff: a huge rock outcrop that stacked itself all the way up to a great vista, some wildlife, and, as always, a few dead-ends (although I'm not sure explorers ever run into dead-ends, just new beginnings).




It was a great hike, to say the least, and a great day outside in Penn's Woods (I don't think there's ever been a bad one). Maybe we should have went a couple hundred yards further across the ridge to the east where it began to drop off. Maybe we should have followed that darting red fox. Unfortunately those subconcious responsibilites crept in--work, school, sleep, etc. Luckily, Blue Mountain won't be going anywhere, at least not for a couple thousand years. So there's always next time to find out what's just beyond the dead-ends. Something really cool, I'm sure.