Last night I watched this fascinating several part show on TV (through Shaw On Demand) called Walking The Nile. (Amazon affiliate link) It was about a guy that walked along the Nile River, regarded as the longest in the world, from start to finish taking 9 months. 9 MONTHS!
He bought his own camels, traversed through the Sahara Desert, took chances through high security areas, joined the communities in what was precious to them, showcased how painful walking for months on end can be and so so much more.
HERE is a link to where I think you can watch it. I have not tested the link out.
I’m also reading a book I found on the shelf in an office waiting room called Honeymoon with my Brother by Franz Wisner. (Amazon affiliate link)
It’s about a guy that gets left at the alter, throws a party wedding instead, then takes his brother on his honeymoon. With full-out wanderlust triggered, they both decide to quit work and take off to see the world together.
The part that riveted me was the fact that they soon discovered they were getting ho hum results by following guidebooks, so they threw them away and started asking locals what they should see or do next. No agenda! Just go.
Are you also following Jenna Sue’s adventures? Her first trip through Thailand starting back in Aug 2015 is so worth a read. The story begins with a separation, selling her home, leaving her DIY behind, then taking off to Thailand without a return flight for a fresh start ,where she met her now fiance. They are currently backpacking through South America and Europe.
My first thoughts were, “Wow… all these folks are so brave!”
But it’s much more than that. They all have this adventurous spirit that can not be quelled.
Folks like this inspire me so much.
A chunk of me wants to be just like them.
But… baby steps.
As I’ve mused previously, I’ve kinda been in hibernation mode this past summer. I only took off once to my cabin in the woods and even MADE myself do that.
I’ve spent the entire summer being very hard on myself, “What is wrong with you?! Why won’t you go anywhere?!” and feeling so off.
However with these last dog days of summer with the temps still super hot, I have now come to realize I’ve been right where I needed to be all along. I’m back in touch with the wonderful summers we have right at home and the wiseness of listening to your inner stirrings.
Basically put, if I don’t know what to do, I do nothing until something feels right.
I’m usually really hard on myself for being like that. I use to call it indecisive (which I still am), however my therapist told me we ALL shut down when there are too many decisions to make. Waiting for the right time is normal.
Whew. Thank goodness for wonderful and understanding therapists I say.
I didn’t intend to go off on this tangent at all. But I think it’s helpful to know, because what I’m about to chat about is linked to all that.
Because of this hibernation mode deal, I’ve been hesitant to leave home. So when I was out of town for an appointment, it ended early enough to do something other than go home to the same ‘ol.
I’ve been curious about this wetlands area for years. From the highway, you can catch a glimpse of the curve of a bridge. So this round, I MADE myself pull off the main drag to investigate.
And with my beloved bike not on me, this adventure would prove a little different. I would need to walk.
Welcome to Wilband Creek Park in Abbotsford, BC, just off the Abbotsford – Mission Highway.
I was pleasantly surprised to find this trail as flat as the ones I generally ride. The surface is all gravel, with bridges over the wetlands. It was a pretty hot day, however after looking over the map, I started in anyway.
But goodness… I started to mentally struggle. “This isn’t going fast enough… this is boring. All I see is tall grass.” Then… “I can’t do this!”
I do believe biking cranks your attention span into a ZERO. So beware.
So I asked someone I approached where this trail led and how long it would take.
“45 minutes. It’s very pretty!”
Well, all I saw was boring grass. Then I turned around and head to my truck. I just wanted to go home.
Then stopped. Seriously… what the…
So I ranted on myself, “Are you kidding me?! You love nature. You bike every single day. You have the leg power for this! You are reminding yourself of the days you couldn’t manage this. You can now. Slow down that bike brain of yours and DO IT.”
Goodness I can be mean. I need to work on that too…
“What a lovely trail. So easy to walk! Go for it! You’ll never know what you’ll miss if you don’t do it… I mean, if it’s this easy, you likely will not haul your bike all the way out here.”
Crunch crunch crunch. Sigh sigh sigh. Hot hot hot.
One glimpse of a pretty water way…. ohhhh now we’re talking!
Back to tall grass. Walk walk walk.
Then I found the middle path that would cut my trip in half. I took it.
Once I reached my truck, I looked at my watch. Then looked at the map at the gate.
“That was actually pretty easy…”
And turned around to do the full loop, shaking my head. Figures!
And am I ever glad I did.
It was a lovely meandering 45 min or so. There was lots of long ‘thinking grass’, with plenty of ‘pretty sights’ to stop at to appreciate. I loved the bridges the best. The structures gave your eyes a great focal point (that make cute pictures).
Walking gave me something totally different than a bike ride. The slower motions offered more time to focus on where I was vs. focusing on staying on a path riding at high speed.
Over time with the steady biking and increased distance, I’m pretty astounded on how so much stronger I have become.
I feel younger because I’m able to carry myself around much more effortlessly.
I no longer go for adjustments, because my core is so much stronger. (I attempt to sit straight on much of my rides to build core strength.) Who knew using your stomach muscles daily could keep you out of fixer upper offices?!
And I’ve even (finally!) lost 5 lb!
I’ll share how I’m eating these days in another post. It’s pretty bare bones, but healthy which I believe has played a big part.
So, this little side trek had me musing about how silly I’ve been all summer, not enjoying the moment more.
I’m glad I walked this trail for a little new adventure in my life.
And I was also happy to go home right after too.
I could have both!
Do you remember the story of when I went through a mysterious illness that terminated my 14 year long all season camping?
That massive lifestyle change of having to stay home started Funky Junk Interiors.
While I don’t have all the answers yet, I have an inkling that this quiet summer has forced me into rest mode because I shouldn’t do more even if I wanted to.
However… I secretly admit… I can’t wait to see what I’m resting up for too…
Are you a walker or a biker?
And where do you want to travel to? What’s holding you back?