A Treasure Found at Home

a handful of us went on a full moon hike yesterday after work. i’d asked for suggestions. as this used to be a more ritualistic experience i figured someone knew something about where to go.

i got a few replies, all asking me to tell them where it would be.

oh…

i picked a trail that said, “The path descends into a mature bay forest, follows the contour for about half a mile, and then ascends to the botanically rich upper trail.” sounds good, yes? i thought so. some trees, but an upper trail where we could see the moon.

well, turns out by “botanically rich” they also mean tree-covered. we hardly saw the moon at all, but when we did it was beautimous. hiking in the dark, though was really fun.

i scared some small animal, i think, at some point, and it scared me back. i heard some small growling from the bush next to me when i stopped. boy, did i jump! everyone else (there were five of us total) asked what happened and encouraged me to come on over just a little closer when i said i thought i heard growling. then i had to explain that it really was sort of more like chipmunk growling. whatever, man! those buggers probably have really sharp claws! and rabies!

there are, of course, no pictures. it was too dark. i tried to take one of the absolutely beautiful sunset and backlit trees, but they all came out blurry. instead you’ll all just have to start your own moonlight hikes.