After a brief foray into a hiking blog, I had to remind myself that this is about knitting.
Sometimes in knitting, one little thing will stall your internal knitting machine, requiring more energy than you have in reserve to get going again. Taize is a slow go, hence its description as a meditative knit. It would be wrong to speed through meditation, so I accept it as the pattern's inherent nature. It's called Taize for a reason.
This is Taize being tinked back seven rows. You can barely see the issue hiding on the right side close to the needles. Three rows that incorporated a few inches of poorly dyed yarn produced a white line of stitches, which as my mother would have said, stuck out like a sore thumb.
If Taize is meditative going forward, it is doubly so moving backwards.
It was after this point in the day, about seven hours in, that I told Chuck that everything was crying except for my eyes. Another 60+ point: it felt bad at the end of the day's hike, but at least for me, by the next morning I was ready to go again. Who knows how many days that would have lasted?
Nearby Avatar Grove - Canada's gnarliest tree. Notice Chuck miniaturized on the lower right side of the tree:
All's well that ends well. We made it in one piece to meet Blogless Marsha at the hotel in Sooke:
We dubbed her Hikeless Marsha for the weekend.
Final thoughts: be prepared for high log or plank bridges, tree trunk stairs, slippery surfaces, no turning back and no communication with the outside world. But in the end, despite half a black toenail, I had no blisters, a sense of accomplishment and bravery, and physical strength that I had forgotten about. It was good preparation for our post retirement dream of a Camino trek.
One last 60+ thought. With the exception of our group we never encountered anyone over the age of 30 on the trail. Hmmm.
Dave says to me, "You look like you just stepped out of the shower!"
"I'm not sure if it's sweat or the rain."
Entering the rain forest portion we read a sign: Do not be surprised if you encounter rain. This rain forest receives 12 feet of precipitation per year. It might as well have read "Cue the rain." Plink, plink and then a downpour.
Covered in a carpet of velvety green moss, this segment was wetter and more slippery than the rain forest of my residence. Next segment: Botanical Beach and beyond.
Day two: Parkinson to Botanical Beach. We decided to change the order of the hike to experience trees and trails of every shape and texture. If you only want to do only one day of the Juan de Fuca trail this is the one to do:
After that drop off, there's a kilometer of beach rock hiking, my favourite part:
A watercolour to be:
Next installment: Parkinson to Botanical - the rain forest.
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