Enjoying The Outdoors, On Your Feet

Friday, April 23rd, 2010

With the spread of concrete, vinyl, and asphalt resting on top of the earth like shellac, it’s easy to forget that underneath and outside of it all is the living, breathing being that made this expansion possible. In other words, the earth and all of its green things are taken for granted by us, and some people spend their entire lives having never setting foot into the original brick and mortar.

But still the impulse is there within us, laying dormant like a primeval desire that draws us into the woods, the water, and the jungle. Somehow we remember we were once there, serving it rather than letting it serve us. Of course, there is nothing wrong with using the tools and technology to simplify the complicated world we’ve found ourselves in, but there is an inexplicable exhilaration one experiences when he or she leaves the phone and computer at home, laces up his shoes, strings on a canteen of water, and heads for a hike into the woods.

Hiking lets us return to the wonder we once had when we heard the wind brushing through the trees like waves on the beach, and sometimes we see things we forgot we had. Hiking up a mountainside and overlooking a valley or lake can be both memorable and rewarding, and you don’t need a camera to capture the moment, because nothing stores it in your memory like directly experiencing it yourself.

You hear the crunch of the dirt and leaves under your feet, you hear a melodic call from a whippoorwill, you see a caterpillar roosting on a leaf, and you forget the world ‘out there.’ It’s not bad to leave it every once in a while, and when you do it, it awakens something in you, a thousands-year-old memory, vaguely familiar. Listen to that. It’s that memory which puts life into a perspective no amount of cars, rubber, and hundred-dollar jeans can imitate.