I miss the moon. One day about two weeks ago, I thought I saw it for a moment in the morning – but it was set in a pale blue sky, and that’s not the same thing as a big bright moon.
When the stars do come out, I want to take my cheap tent and go camping. I bought it and brought it all this way, so I’ve got to use it at least once. It even has a stargazing roof. I think it will be fun, although cold, and part of me thinks of a tent as gift wrapping for a bear.
Speaking of bears, tomorrow the weather is supposed to be nice and I intend to try the third leg of my park walk. It will be 18 miles from Teklanika to Polychrome. 18 miles on one of the sections on which I personally observed bears on the road during my bus ride. I’m not going to lie – part of me is so nervous and scared I want not to go. As a child at family camp, the counselors would come up and make announcements that bears had been seen near the trash dumpsters, and from that time on I have had a really deep seated fear of bears, even though I’ve known and even fed some bears in my time and they seemed nice – they were all trained and caged. Big, big difference.
If something should happen to me, and I’m sure it won’t, but if it does… I love you all! Even if you’re some random person who has stumbled upon this. Hey, thanks for being a part of the world – carry on, and be the best you can be, and enjoy every day to the fullest! Because as my Mum would say, “Tempest is fugiting all over the place!”
Watch. It will be the most uneventful walk ever, now. (I pray!)
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