We parked and began our hike. Lowell had a backpack with all his cool camping equipment. He wanted me to experience food cooked over an open fire so his backpack contained all necessary equipment.
The hike up the mountains and through the woods was so pretty. We saw hardly anyone on the trail, except one family of three with a blind dog, whom they were carrying. Very odd! There was loose sand and a little mud but my spiffy new hiking shoes made it a breeze!
We reached the creek, though it turned out we had not taken the right trail as Lowell had planned for another part of the creek. I still thought the place we were at was pretty cool. There were lots of rocks, smoothed by the running of water. Naturally, I pocketed me a pebble. Sunlight made its way through the trees and danced on the water. Aside from the gushing water and insects, there was pure silence. Beautiful.
I decided to be adventurous and wanted to cross the other side of the creek to get on the big rocks. We tried thinking of different possible paths and finally decided upon one where we'd hop on two rocks through a medium-speed current. It was the wrong one for me. As I tried to jump across the water, I fell smack dab in it! I grazed my knees and felt like a fool, but it was too funny not to laugh. Me trying to be all cool and smartass freakin falls like a klutz. It brought back many memories of my family teasing me on my lack of coordination. And what's worse is I got up and tried an alternative route and slipped again. My pants and shoes and socks were drenched.
We decided to hang out there (thankfully!) and I walked around barefoot on the rocks, letting my socks and shoes dry in the sun. I watched yellow leaves fall into the water till there were fifty or so floating there. I closed my eyes and listened. I gazed at the water. I enjoyed the easy task of drying off in the sun while Lowell had gone to gather firewood to prepare the fire.
He had prepared great shrimp jambalaya/gumbo. It was so cozy sitting near the fire, eating, watching the fire burn and listening to Lowell. Bliss.
Our hike back was a little scary for me. I didn't realize how steep the mountain was. I kept on having to lean into toward the mountain lest I slip and fall (again!). The knee didn't hurt too much, although it looks like a supercool action bruise! And the cool thing is we're going to come again and see the real big waterfalls, Lowell had planned for earlier. Yay!
Other things (yes, pretty detailed since it's been a while, and will probably be a while for the next):
Final reflection: I can't believe it's already nearing the Indian new year. Happy Diwali and best wishes for the new year to any Hindus/Indians reading this. I hope you get to eat plenty of methai and spend time with those you love. And hope this new year is your best yet.
Aside from festivities, I have to say: where the fuck did this year go? Diwali already? A year in Knoxville, already? Being employed for a year? Amit's wedding? Dipen's wedding? Kush? It's going too too fast. And I hear it just continues to get faster. Well no point stressing about it. I'm in beautiful East Tennessee and right now, I feel a little tired yet still wonderful! Although the mood may rapidly change after tomorrow's drive. Stay posted.
Posted by Jigsha at 10/25/2003 04:01:00 AM | link to entry |