Salt Path Schedule

Week One

Well, it hasn't started to be fun yet. Maybe tomorrow or next week. The scenery is nice, and I haven't been rained on. There have been bull elk bugling every night, and I saw antelope yesterday. I'll post a picture of where they had been. They're way too fast for me; by the time I get my phone out of the backpack pouch, they're gone. I'd forgotten how the ravens talk down here. The ravens at home are more squawky than the ones down south. These ravens click, clack, and cluck a lot more. To my ear, they sound more patient and wise than the ones at home. The squirrels here look weird. They look like Captain Spock—they have long ears with hairy tufts sticking out, and they make a sound like weep! Grrhimimhim? The trees are farther apart here, so they run along the ground further than they do at home, and they move with a serpentine hopping style. If you could imagine a mongoose hopping through deep snow, that's about how they move. All o...

Second Week Change

Well, we've had a week of fantastic scenery and sights. The coastline is breathtaking more often than not and ever changing. The villages along the way with their stonework buildings and slate or thatched roofs are picturesque and old. We had dinner in a pub that had been built in 1756, and it wasn't the oldest building built in it's village, Westleigh- the church was. The churches are usually the oldest buildings in any of the villages, most of them built 600 years before. Everything is draped, clothed, or consumed with vegetation. In the forests, there's ivy on the trees. In the fields, anything that hasn't been mowed or grazed recently is overgrown with vines, shrub, or ferns. I'd thought I was used to veg, but I was wrong. I feel like I've been overexposed to chlorophyll. The plants seem gentler or more civil here, less pokey, clawy, or prickly than at home. Matthew invented a game he calls 'Nettled or Not', where he sticks his han...

Walking South

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