March 13/April 2. The sun has come out, plum trees are starting to bloom in Eastsound, I leave for Scotland in exactly 3 weeks, and I am feeling glum. Four weeks ago, while slightly increasing my walking so I would be ready for a couple of 22 mile days during my three week walk in Scotland (West Highland Way, Great Glen Way, and Speyside Way), I started to notice discomfort in my left upper foot. I tried to do imagined massage and energy work as I walked, which often clears up small aches and pains almost miraculously. This particular pain came and went, but over the next week it gradually worsened. I noticed it was throwing off my gait and that it was no longer a good idea to rely on my own healing efforts or to ignore it. I called out the healers - made appointments with Rick Doty for body work, the Bradbury's for chiropractic care and acupuncture, Dr. Cindy Bullock for podiatry, and I drove to Everett to Althea's footwear (a podiatrist-recommended specialty shoe store for...
April 26 - Wednesday. AND Happy Birthday to Judy and Scott Malcolm! I walked from Fochabers to Buckie, official estimate 10 miles, my iPhone says 12.4. I have completed a total of 254 miles (by official estimates) in the last three weeks. My iPhone says 309 miles (that includes walking I did on rest days, extra walks to restaurants, getting lost or losing mittens and backtracking - you get the picture. ) Today started out sunny and stayed that way. I guess our whisky-drinking pranksters got the idea that they would have to do something different to surprise us. No back and forth today just sunny (a few brief interludes of going behind clouds) and blue sky. I loved the parts of the walk where I could see the river. The river seemed to be flowing fast and enthusiastically and I imagined asking her if she wasn’t a little bit scared about flowing into the ocean. The question didn’t even make sense to her. It was just where she happened to be flowing. But for me it was a metaphor for death ...
Continued from Speyside Way - Day 5 of 6 - part 1 One of the recurrent thoughts today as I walked was what a privilege it is to walk outside and see the whole panorama of the sky and watch it change. I have to say I am not accustomed to the kind of rapid change those Scottish weather design jokers and whisky lovers create in the weather here. By the way, the wordle today (spoiler alert STOP NOW and go play Wordle if you haven’t done so today and you want to) was a word I have been thinking so often these last few days and yet somehow I managed not to guess it! I even list my winning streak and can you believe it the word was JOKER. Those same pranksters in the pub get to choose the wordle words. This is definite evidence of a conspiracy. But being able to see the sky - how radically different it is in different directions and from moment to moment. Look at these two photos of the same picnic table at the same moment (well, a very close by moment) just looking in different dir...
Thank you River. Almost a mirror image of Callum’s celebration pose!
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