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A hike in the woods

A Sunday hike
A Sunday hike

Walking revitalizes me.  After one day on the trail I become different from the way I am at home.  I am in touch with the seasons, the weather, the varied hours of each day.  I see more keenly.  I am aware of the details.

~ Marilyn Doan

Follow the red backpack.
Follow the red backpack.

Once upon a Sunday, yesterday to be exact, M and I hiked the Milburn Landing Hiking Trail in the Pocomoke River State Park.  The trail is approximately 4 miles, and it’s very easy going and well marked.  Part of the trail runs along the freshwater swamp area near the Pocomoke River, but you can’t see the swamp from the trail.  As much as I love seeing the bald cypress trees, this hike was all about the fall foliage of the deciduous trees so I wasn’t too disappointed that we couldn’t see the swamp.

Walking to the trailhead
Walking to the trailhead

A small portion of the trail requires walking on the road, but as you can see, it was no great hardship.  It’s just as beautiful along some of the roadways around here as it is in the woods.

Up above
Up above

I have to ‘fess up to something.  The 5K on Saturday left me intensely sore.  M set a much faster pace than I’m used to on my daily walks.  So when we started our hike on Sunday morning, I was hobbling and making old person noises (moans, groans, and oooh’s).

Parts of the path are overgrown.
Parts of the path are overgrown.

Fortunately, there was no one other than M around to hear me.  I think he might have been feeling the after-effects of the 5K, too, but he’s very stoic about such things.

Red sheltered among the greens.
Fountain of red and orange.

When it comes to eating right and exercising, there is no “I’ll start tomorrow.”  Tomorrow is disease.

~ Terri Guillemets

Too pretty for words
Too pretty for words

Warming up on the hike also loosened things up a bit for me, but all the soreness came back in spades later in the day.  What this tells me is that I need to pick up the pace for at least part of my daily walk.  Meditative walks are all well and good, but I’d like to be able to go on longer hikes without the end result being pain and suffering because I wasn’t properly prepared.  I’m also putting “run a 5K” on my list of goals for the next year.

The softness of Autumn's light in the forest
The softness of Autumn’s light in the forest

It’s time to leave the woods for now.  We’ll come back to them tomorrow, and do a little more exploring.  Thank you so much for visiting.  Take a deep breath.  I bet you can almost smell the scent of pine and dry leaves, and feel the invigorating sting of the cooler air of autumn.

The Hiker with the Red Backpack
The Hiker with the Red Backpack

Be good, be kind, be loving.  Just Be.  🙂

The Yellows
The Yellows

NaBloPoMo November 2013

Today’s joys:  This morning’s yoga practice that helped to loosen up my stiff muscles.  Day 1 of the Mentor Channels 21 Days of Gratitude.  Louie Schwartzberg’s images are amazing.  Another gorgeous day here on the Eastern Shore.  Green tea.  The beauty that surrounds me.  Love given, love received.  ♥

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Robin is... too many things to list, but here is a start: an artist and writer; a photographer and saunterer; a daughter and sister and granddaughter; a friend, a partner, a wife, a mother, and a grandmother; a gardener, a great and imaginative cook, and the creator of wonderful sandwiches.

17 thoughts on “A hike in the woods

  1. Love ‘the hiker in the woods’ photo. (next to last photo)… Looks like a great place for a walk. And I know the feeling of the day after a race. Actually for me it’s the 2nd day after the race that is the worst. But it’s a good sort of hurt…mostly. I 5K for next year is a good goal. I toy with trying to be ready for one on Jan 1….don’t know. It’s a lot closer than I think.

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    1. Thank you, Dawn. 🙂 It was the 2nd day after the race for me, too. The first day was bad enough. The second was really bad. But I’m hobbling less today. 🙂

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    1. It was both, Michaela. 🙂 The strange thing about hiking around here is that there doesn’t seem to be anyone else out there doing it. We often have the trails all to ourselves so it is very peaceful.

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  2. Ditto the old people noises. I have a serious case of the “tomorrow” disease.

    There is something about your photos that whispers Thomas Kincade or Terry Redlin to me. Beautiful.

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