Leaving late fro greylock, our stuff dried and our bellies full from breakfast, the three of us reunited headed down the mountain to the road. I was sore and I hdi how serious my injury was as we hiked down. It quickly became obvious to me that I couldn’t keep up with he two of them in this condition. My IT was strained and going downhill was tougher than normal. Each step strained my support muscles, draining and weakening them. I fell behind the other two and soon found myself alone in my hike, alone with just my music.
I was happy knowing that I had gotten Earthling to the top and that it had made a difference for her hike. In truth I spent a great deal of time thinking about the previous day as I climbed down the mountain. I just wanted to get to town for some eat food and get off my feet. My ankles were not sore but my leg hurt like hell. Trying hard to hide my limp as I went down I thought of the story I had told Earthling the day before on our way up the mountain.
There is a story I heard long ago about two wolves. old Cherokee is teaching his grandson about life. “A fight is going on inside me,” he said to the boy. “It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves. One is evil – he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.” He continued, “The other is good – he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith. The same fight is going on inside you – and inside every other person, too.” The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather, “Which wolf will win?” The old Cherokee simply replied, “The one you feed.”
I wondered what battled on inside of her as I reached the steep climb down. I had fallen a few times by now and was growing steadily more irritated as I caught her on the way down. We picked up right where we left off, walking and talking. It wouldn’t be long before we caught Flailing and we’re walking down the street like a band of outlaws. Each of us taking up some section of the empty road as we walked. We had just one thought on our mind now, food. Eating our fill of pizza Flailing and I tried to catch Earthling on the way out. She was always so quick and on the move, staying with her has been a challenge to say the least.
The two of us pushed hard up the next mountain and marble staircase past Earthling and even catching our long lost friends Deja Vu and Zen. The four of us hiked over the state line and into Vermont for another state down. Deja Vu had deemed the straight up rock climb over marble the marble staircase as we sat at the line and rested. Waiting for Earthling the five of us pushed to the next shelter to rest and enjoy the small victory. Tired and thirsty I went to bed with no dinner and slept untested.