A thru hiker, Gout, had her father join here for a few days of hiking. He arrived midday today while we were at shelter cove getting some much needed burgers. It happens that they ended up at the same site as us and have been talking together for a couple hours, staring out at the lake, sharing a log for seats. I can hear tones of hushed sincerity and imagine them saying everything they've been forgetting to say, or maybe don't say often enough. Silhouetted by the twilight reflecting off the sparkling lake, they are such a heartwarming scene.
I realized something this morning, well before all this, that put me in a reflective mood and thus more than a little susceptible to sentimentality. I saw the challenges ahead and wondered how I'll be able to fortify myself against them. Some will push me to feel all this, all my perceived progress, was overblown or somehow doesn't apply to real life in some meaningful sense. How can I defend against such an insidious threat, but for mental discipline? Well the thing about discipline is that self discipline sucks. It always, by definition, fails when you need it most. So not discipline, but the support and reminders of those who will be looking out for me. I saw the importance of trusting relationships where participants actively help the other grow, in a more ... discerning?... light. So forgive me for indulging my sentimentality by imagining their conversation was so heartfelt, sincere, and meaningful.
Short rest before the final push into Wolfville - our radar set on Paddy's Pub for some sustenance. With @hammerhead
@hammerhead and I along with four other hikers enjoyed a 22Km trek from Falmouth to Wolfville, NS - much of the route followed an old stagecoach road, now used by ATV's, snowmobilers, cross-country skiers and hikers! Stopped by this pond for lunch.