At this rate, I’ll be back to my high school weight by Sunday. Lost several pounds at FloydFest yesterday, in spite of the easy availability of fluids on the site. I was very happy to know I did not have to add more miles getting back to my car for the cooler-gallon I brought with me. As I soon learned, “on-site parking” only means you are still in Virginia. There are non-potable water stations around, and I managed to keep my gold bandana soaking wet and tied around my neck or tucked under my ball cap to cover my neck from the white-hot sun, Foreign-Legion style. Talk about your terminal hat-head.
I can’t say I partook of much of the event, other than people-watching from shady places. I did hear Sarah Watkins perform from some distance while I ate my dinner–which was excellent. The meal tickets while volunteering as nature hike leader is a nice bonus. I have two more for today. If only they also included a free pass to the Beer Garden, where it’s $6 for the cup, then $5 a pop. I got my wrist band to go in, then heard these prices, and said forget it. Water tastes pretty good out there anyway.
There were 14 on the hike yesterday, and I think folks had a pretty good time. Today, I get to do it twice, once (at 10) down into the Gorge. Then back up. And at 4, another pass over the “Grassy Knoll” trail, but yesterday’s shortcut (from some veterans of the trail) make it a loop instead of retracing steps along the trail. The only hurdle was getting past the very very large black bull up in the wide, high meadow, guarding his harem. We’ll hope they have found greener pastures elsewhere today. Also looks like we might get wet. That’d be nice.
Hoping my voice will last through tomorrow’s hike. The talking is as tiring as the walking, I think. Both demand a good bit of brain focus, for footing and for attention on the details of place and the monologue that goes with that. Add the elevation change and far more heat than I usually hike in, and it will take the weight off for sure. Back to my fighting weight. Put me in, coach.
Interesting question came up several times from the hikers that I think reflects our present-day relationship to nature: “What good is it?” What good are lichens; milkweed; greenbrier; mushrooms; multiflora rose?
What is the assumption that drives the question, and how would you answer it?