Chuck and I usually hike alone. We enjoy doing our own thing. But this weekend, we were joined on Saturday by my husband, Jon, and today by my friend, Brittany. Hiking with another human is a different experience. It shifts the focus from quiet contemplation to conversation. It’s amazing how the simple act of talking through troubles or sharing the joy of discovery with another person makes burdens seem lighter. It makes the world seem warmer and safer and kinder.
Last week, I met Billy from Kentucky on the trail. He has been retired for a long time and he spends a lot of time leading a hiking group. The group has formed a tight bond over the years. He told me they were all going to Mohican because one of their crew had recently died and Mohican was his favorite place to hike. So, they were all going to walk those trails together and tell stories and share memories of their friend. What a lovely tribute!
There is a definite kinship among those who traipse the trails. It’s a mutual respect for nature. It’s a shared joy in physical exertion. It’s the love of adventure and exploration. So, as much as I love solitude, I am grateful for the fellowship of my hiking buddies!
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