I have got 9 1/2 hours of exercise in five days. Today I explored Nuuksio once again, starting from Pirttimäki and going north and then west. It was very quiet, completely different than yesterday.
The orgnizers of the running competition had done a great job of removing the trail marks. I walked part of the trail and found just one bit of plastic tape still remaining. However, the path had suffered quite a lot in places where it crossed a swamp or was otherwise wet, hundreds of people running had turned the ground into mud.
It was very quiet today, and I didn't meet anyone while walking in the forests. There were plenty of birds and squirrels, though.
When I returned to the parking place I found a group of people there, and they asked me if I was "a person of the house". Perhaps my clothes made me look like I belonged to the place. Apparently the group had planned to use one of the buildings by the parking place, but it was locked up and there was nobody to help. I suggested asking for help at the cafe, but it was closed today.
The photographs were taken in Sipoonkorpi National Park on May 1st.
(Posting title is from the poem The Help I Need Is Not Available Here by Alli Warren.)
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what a spectacular variety this week! I delight in everything, the shadow~y, the twigs, the flowers, the trees.. and the stories! -...of the house... too funny.
My mind is searching for analogies... Unsuccessfully, I'm afraid, .. to describe what it must be like from the Forrest's perspective to suddenly be trampled through by the masses..
but I am very fond of the idea of markers which help those of us with no orienting skills..
every time you mention going east or west or north or south I am completely bewildered by how you can know?!?
I was born without a GPS which demands me to count on others or markers or to always pack a lunch and good book for when I get inevitably lost..
and even with markers sometimes: "where the hell am I and how do I get out of here?"
I rather wish the whole world was color coded.
anyway.. Love every photo..
Blessings!
Well, I have been known to easily get lost, because I'm not paying attention to where I'm going. Nowadays I carry a map and a compass for just in case, and I do use them if I have a deadline when I have to get back from the forest. On the other hand, many of the places are nowadays so familiar that getting lost isn't easy. I miss the feeling of not knowing where I am. I'm sometimes exploring forests in my dreams at night, and getting lost is not a nightmare.
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