Tuesday, April 2, 2013

You may one day dream an end to

On Sunday I went for a walk in the Nuuksio forests with two older daughters. We had picnic there, and walked around one of the marked routes. It was a sunny day once again, but it was not too crowded, and there was plenty of possibilities to explore the forests along the paths in snow.

During the long Easter weeked I read a great book about walking, Wild by Cheryl Strayed, telling a story of hiking 1,100 miles on the Pacific Crest Trail without having any prior backpacking experience. A remarkable non-fiction book, and remarkable storytelling skills. I haven't done much long-range backpacking but the way Strayed tells about the physical pain felt about right. There is no easy way to do it.

(Posting title is from the poem You People by Nance Van Winckel.)

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