MST – Day 61 – 4-24-11 – North End of Bonner Bridge to ORV #2 – 5 Miles
Today was Easter Sunday, a day that Danny and I had agreed to take off from hiking, but we ended up doing a few miles anyway because…we’re hikers. And even five miles became an adventure.
First, though, I wanted to attend an Easter service at a local church, and there was only one on the island – Fair Haven United Methodist Church. Currently I belong to Avondale Presbyterian Church in Charlotte, but I was raised as a Baptist. Well, the Methodists are right next door to the Baptists in terms of their worship style, so memories came flooding back. Danny went along too. She grew up in the Jewish faith so this was quite a different experience for her, I’m sure. The church was very small but the sanctuary was filled with visiting family and friends for this most important day for Christians. There was much sharing of joys and concerns of the congregation and the hymns were very familiar. It was comforting to be sharing the story even though I was away from my home church: “Christ has died, Christ is risen, Christ will come again.”
First, though, I wanted to attend an Easter service at a local church, and there was only one on the island – Fair Haven United Methodist Church. Currently I belong to Avondale Presbyterian Church in Charlotte, but I was raised as a Baptist. Well, the Methodists are right next door to the Baptists in terms of their worship style, so memories came flooding back. Danny went along too. She grew up in the Jewish faith so this was quite a different experience for her, I’m sure. The church was very small but the sanctuary was filled with visiting family and friends for this most important day for Christians. There was much sharing of joys and concerns of the congregation and the hymns were very familiar. It was comforting to be sharing the story even though I was away from my home church: “Christ has died, Christ is risen, Christ will come again.”
We strolled along the roadside, talking about this and that, not paying much attention to our next landmark. The mosquitoes were especially vicious and I stopped to apply some bug spray. The nozzle got twisted and I inadvertently sprayed myself right in the eyes.
Crying tears helps in this kind of situation and even yelling helps a little (Danny didn’t take it personally). My eyes were burning fiercely and I had to bend over to keep from falling down. I was afraid that I had done real damage. Danny was thinking fast on her feet to get water, but the tube from my water bladder is designed not to flow freely so that wasn’t enough. She was carrying only Gatorade. The fastest course of action was to soak a bandana with Gatorade and apply it to my eyes. It didn’t make the burning worse and eventually it began to ease.
What now? Do we continue on or go back to the car? The pain was diminishing so we decided to continue on to the Bodie Lighthouse where there were water facilities. We walked forward until we realized we had missed our landmark. Again – what now? Hikers are stubborn, so again we opted to keep going. But backtracking on a hot day while pressing a Gatorade bandana first to one eye and then the other is something I do not want to repeat in my lifetime. We found our error, got onto our trail and enjoyed the walk through the marshland.
Bodie Lighthouse and keeper’s quarters
What guy with his shirt off? I’m looking at the kites…
Read Danny’s tale of today’s hike here.
The happiest man is he who learns from nature the lesson of worship. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
The happiest man is he who learns from nature the lesson of worship. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
1 comment:
Lovely day.
Great memories
Danny
www.hikertohiker.com
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