Then and Now

Months ago when I started hiking, I was more or less "alone" on the trails. Just me, the raindrops and the mist. I loved it. It was like I was transported to another place, where I existed in a place of vast beauty.

Now when I'm on the trails, it is nice to see faces, say 'hello' to passerby's and enjoy a chat with a fellow hiker now and again. Today, however, I noticed the evidence of the passing of time. I was sad to see so much garbage along my pristine trails and floating in the water. I was left to ponder that if those who left the garbage could have seen and experienced what I did in the early spring, would they change their mind about what they left behind?

I understand much more clearly the meaning of "leave only your footprint" and will continue to enjoy the trails in summer, but await my magical spring with excitement.

Sore today, yesterday's Grind with todays 4+ hours has my calves letting me know they need a hot bath and good, long stretch!