Walking

Being At One With Nature

What does it mean to be at one with nature? Over the past couple of weeks that question has resonated within me as I’ve experienced increased moments  where I’ve felt in tune and at one with nature.

One definition of being at one with nature comes from an article titled Eutierria: Becoming One With Nature, in the journal Psychology Today.

“When it occurs, your perception of the boundaries between yourself and all else—the thoughts and feelings setting you off from the rest of the cosmos—seem to evaporate. The distinction between you and nature (or in the religious versions nature and God) breaks down. You become one with the universe. A reassuring sense of harmony and connection with the world infuses your consciousness. It’s an experience that matches up with the knowledge of your own dependence on and connection to the world.”

I remember having this experience early on, the very first day of my hike to be exact, when I observed birds, and bugs all momentarily journeying in some direction of their own within feet of me. I was curious and looked on, training my eyes longer than usual, with amazement as they stared back at me. Then another  part of me felt annoyed by the bugs in my face and shooed them away. Maybe a trained cultural reaction. It was too soon for me to recognize their friendliness, customs, and curiousness.

The Grasshopper and Butterfly

In one instance last week while walking in five or six inch tall grass from Plymouth to Sagamore, adjacent to the Myles Standish state park, a small knot of grasshoppers leapt up about five feet in front of me stared at me momentarily and then dashed ahead of me about 5-10 feet and waited until I caught up. Then they repeated this playful turn-taking game for about 2-3 minutes before breaking off contact. It seemed much longer as I felt the grasshoppers were leading me along the path making sure I had company on my journey. I remember feeling I was not alone with them.

The other instance occurred last Saturday in Sandwich on Route 6A at a traffic intersection when a black and orange butterfly was flitting its way near me as I crossed the intersection. Forgetting where I was, I focused on the butterfly welcoming it into my personal space turning my body with the butterfly before it broke off contact, maybe alerting me to the dangers around me. It was such a powerful moment of contact that quickly and abruptly ended  when I looked up and became startled by a row of cars facing me with drivers laughing and smiling as I quickly scooted out of the way of the oncoming traffic.

Housing/Tent Space

Cape Cod Help

Dear Friends,

As I prepare to head out across the Sagamore Bridge for the final leg of my Masswalk 2017 hike across Massachusetts this weekend, crossing Cape Cod poses new logistical challenges that I hope someone can help me with. It will take me about three weekends to cross Cape Cod by foot. My first stop will be this Saturday in the mid-Cape area of Barnstable, Yarmouth, and Hyannis.

I’m looking for some place where I can pitch a small tent overnight. Because of the length of my walks and the time it takes I am usually on the road by 8:30 or 9:00 a.m. the next morning. If you or your family knows someone that will allow me to pitch a tent in their backyard for the night I would be very grateful. Most camp grounds and hostels on the Cape are in the Outer Cape area.

Here’s my hiking schedule for the next four weekends.

Saturday August 26 – Mid Cape Cod (Barnstable, Yarmouth, Hyannis area)

Saturday September 9 – Nickerson State Park

Saturday September 16 – Outer Cape (Truro, Wellfleet, Provincetown areas)

Saturday September 23 – Provincetown (if necessary)

Ken

Random Thoughts

Preparing for the Cape, Clear Thoughts, and Survey Responses


August 19-20, 2017

IMG_0685As I head into my eighth weekend of hiking across Massachusetts, logistical issues of the walk still require a lot of time and attention as I look ahead to this weekend.

I’m now more than two hours away from my home in Amherst requiring more driving time to get to the trailhead. I’m also about an hour to an hour and a half’s drive from my closest support, three lifelong college friends who live in Medford and Randolph. I’m deeply grateful to Valerie, Gus and Phil for allowing me to stay at their homes while I work my way across Southeastern Mass.

Todays walk looks like it will be particularly challenging due to potential rain, thunderstorms, heat and high humidity. The walk from Bridgewater to Plymouth is a solid 18-20 miles, which will take about eight hours to complete. It will require me to leave home as early as 4:00 a.m. so I can start about six o’clock.  I’ve been successful starting early about zero times this summer. So we’ll see.

Sunday’s walk from Plymouth to the Sagamore Bridge, another 18 miles or so, will probably be modified as the weather outlook calls for temperatures to reach the high 80s. It’s very difficult and dangerous to walk great distances in high heat.

It’s been about two weeks since I filed my last report about the walk and I apologize. I spent last week working on the MassWalk survey https://masswalk.wordpress.com about what it means to be a New Englander.  Here are some preliminary responses:

Q1: Do you consider your to be A New Englander?

75%      Yes

8.33%   No

16.67% Not Sure

Q2: What does it mean to be a New Englander?

“A quite reserve and a liberal spirit. A healthy appreciation for Mother Nature.

“Hate cold weather but put up with it.”

“More open minded and educated.”

“Having grown up in Vermont, I feel a natural “at home” feeling there that I don’t feel anywhere else, which to me means an affinity with a liberal, mud-on-the-pants relaxedness and a constant longing to be in a certain kind of oak/hemlock/birch forest space that’s cool and moist. I’ve learned more about this identity by the contrast of living in the dry climate of Idaho; which isn’t to say I’d move right back, because Westerners are, on average more open-hearted and social than “reticent” New Englanders, who I think are all badgered by ghosts of Calvinist ministers that live in the floorboards of white churches and the brickworks of old mills.”

“To be rich and white or poor and black (except for the rich black people in the suburbs).”

“Living in MA,Ct,Me,Ri,Vt, NH”

Q3: What makes you feel regionally connected to New England (MA, CT, RI, NH, VT, ME)?

“Growing up in Sagamore Beach”
The seasons, the architecture, the accent, the attitude
“Our own Interstate 91 keeps us connected”
“Cape Cod”
“Our hills and mountains, the coastal beaches and waters, the forested woods and quintessential backroads and small towns. And most especially the beauty of our fall colors.”

Q4: What’s your favorite New England destination?
“Amherst, MA”
‘Boston – maybe even Martha’s Vineyard”
“The Appalacian trail that goes east of Norwich, VT from the top of Holly Hill Road.”
“Newport, RI”

Q5: What’s your favorite New England fruit, vegetable or food?
“REAL maple syrup and warm, spiced, apple cider”
“Native wild blueberries”
“Asparagus, strawberries, fried clams!”
“Wellfleet oysters”
“Lobstah”

Q6: What traditional New England Values do you hold dear?
“Individual expression of faith and politics”
“Being in communities where a lot of the same kind of people live (New Bedford and Cape Verdeans, Medford and Brazillians)”
“Perseverance, fairness, and a love for our home teams, no matter where you live.”
“Diversity, same sex marriage, trans friendly”
“We are liberal, hear us as we are right more often.”
“If you don’t like the weather wait a minute”
“Conservative personality with liberal convictions”

Q7: What’s your favorite New England season?
“Fall!!!!”
“Spring”
“Late Spring”
“Fall, so many celebrations!”
“Fall”
“Summer”

Q8: What New England accent to you most admire?
“People from Western Mass who sound like they’re from the south but they’re really not”
“South Shore version”
“My dad’s family has a southern Mass accent, but I love the Vermont accent the most, and try to imitate it with affection rather than any derision.”
“Maine”
“Hadley accent”
“Boston”

Q9: Who is your favorite New England Senator?
“Bernie!!!”
“Elizabeth”
“Ted Kennedy”
“Senator Warren for currently working, Senator Ted Kennedy for no longer with us.”
“Warren”
“Teddy”

Q10: What is your favorite New England invention?
“Basketball”
“Disposable razor or mircrowave”
“Graham Cracker”
“As I love road trips it has to be the car. “The auto industry was born not in Detroit, but in New England. The two-stroke internal-combustion engine was patented in 1872 by George Brayton of Boston, and the first commercially produced automobile came from the Duryea Motor Wagon Company in Springfield, Massachusetts, in 1895.”
“Volleyball”
“Cranberry sauce”
“it may not be an invention, but there’s a quality to the general stores in northern NE (including upstate NY) which is wonderful: food, gas, tools, winter boots, snowmobile parts. Dan & Whits in Norwich VT is a classic example. Their motto is “If we don’t have it, you don’t need it.” And they stay open until noon on Christmas!”

Random Thoughts from August 12-13 hike from Wrentham to Bridgewater

  • High temperatures and little shade are tough conditions to walk in for long periods. Last Sunday I experienced this hiking to Bridgewater. It just felt like the longest 10 miles ever. That combined with little to no shade made it a long day.IMG_0649
  • I finally fell for the first time. A hole in the ground appeared out of nowhere as my foot searched for a place to land. Down, down, I went as my eye gaze quickly diverted from recklessly eyeballing a stone wall to my left to suddenly looking at the ground. Fortunately it was on grass and I wasn’t hurt, but I felt my ego slightly bruised.
  • Thank you to the church ministers and others who gave me a bottle of water during the middle of their outdoor service as I listened from the side of the road. They were holding their service outside due to a power issue the church was experiencing.
  • One of the most remarkable things I noticed last weekend was the change in landscape. Gone are the mountains and big hills. Now I’m facing long stretches of land, a low horizon, Pine trees and long grass.

 

Playlist

MassWalk 2017 Summer Playlist

A few weeks ago on a bright Sunday
morning while approaching the crest of a hill on Route 143 in the Town of Peru, a soft steady breeze swirled around me as gospel inspired piano keys started playing over my headphones. The piano intro was  followed by drums lightly tapping out the rhythm in the background and Aretha Franklin began singing:

Looking out on the morning rain
I used to feel so uninspired
And when I knew I had to face another day
Lord, it made me feel so tired

Before the day I met you, life was so unkind
But you’re the key to my peace of mind

‘Cause you make me feel
You make me feel
You make me feel like a natural woman

Aretha Franklin (You Make Me Feel Like) A Natural Woman, video

And with the sun in my eyes and blue skies overhead, church was in session. I felt so uplifted by the music playing. I felt I had found confidence and serenity in the same moment knowing that I had just scaled one of the tallest peaks in the state; I knew at that moment I was going to make it! Over the next few weeks I started keeping a list of my favorite music tracks while hiking.

I like to listen to music saved on my IPhone in the shuffle mode. So my playlist selection is eclectic, and includes classics from Aretha Franklin, Beck and Donny Hathaway, along with more recent artists Justin Bieber, Jay Z and Janelle Monae.

The playlist also showcases up and coming artists who you may not be familiar with like Mausiki Scales of Atlanta.

I also will tweet the playlist on Sunday.

MassWalk 2017 Summer Playlist:

You Never Can Tell, Chuck Berry

Hotel 49, Chet Baker

Now’s the Time, Charlie Parker

Life Is Worth Living, Justin Bieber

Take A Picture, filter

Las Cosas Pequenas, Prince Royce

Stay, Meshell Ndegeocello

Bustin Loose, Chuck Brown

Funky Guru, Prem Joshua

Ay Vamos, J Balvin

Black is the Color of My True Love’s Hair, Nina Simone, Jaffa (Remix)

August Day Song, Bebel Gilberto

Diamond Dust, Jeff Beck

Freedom Flight, Mausiki Scales

Esperare, Manzero