Solo Wondering

by: Bella Weeks

Friday, July 13th, (Day 4) – A Journal Entry

*The solo walk had each of us walking alone for over two miles on Cucumber Gap Trail in the middle of our third day of backpacking.

During the solo walk that we took today, I thought about a lot of things, but mostly I thoguht about how it’s possible that we are all here, doing what we are doing. I realized that none of us would be here, being who we are, if no one had lived before us. If nobody had lived before us, then there would have been no one to solve the problems that have been solved for us; they would have to be solved by us.

I thought about how we all might be different, if our everyday routines included a two mile hike to school or work. I asked myself questions, such as: How much of our time would we spend worrying over pointless things, like looks and talents? What would it have been like to be a kid walking to school alone every day, and then back home, alone?  What would it have been like to live in the beautiful forests, and get to see them everyday, and actually get to be a part of Nature every day?

I was alone on the walk, so naturally. My brain started to really work, and I thought about the questions I had asked myself, and answered them. For one, we’d all probably be more fit and healthier. And maybe there wouldn’t be so much stress to deal with. That alone could make us all much happier. I believe that we would indeed be much happier, because we’d have time to think and relax. And, just maybe, we’d spend more time with our family and friends.

Think about it. If we had more control of our lives ( but not necessarily the parts that only Nature can control) maybe we could all become closer to Nature, in a way that can only be found inside of ourselves.


2 thoughts on “Solo Wondering

  1. Great thoughts Bella. Thoreau wrote an essay called “Walking”. Although it rambles on like a long walk, in it he says some things that really hit me and resonate with what you wrote. Here are a few excerpts:

    ” I am alarmed when it happens that I walk into the woods bodily without getting there in spirit. In my afternoon walk I would fain forget all my morning occupations and my obligations to Society. But it sometimes happens that I cannot easily shake off the village. The thought of some work will run in my head and I am not where my body is–I am out of my senses. In my walks I would fain return to my senses. What business have I in the woods, if I am thinking of something out of the woods?

    I think that I cannot preserve my health and spirits, unless I spend four hours a day at least–and it is commonly more than that–sauntering through the woods and over the hills and fields, absolutely free from all worldly engagements.

    I have met with but one or two persons in the course of my life who understood the art of walking, that is of taking walks – who had a genius so to speak for sauntering.

    Moreover, you must walk like a camel, which is said to be the only beast which ruminates when walking. When a traveler asked Wordsworth’s servant to show him her master’s study, she answered, “Here is his library, but his study is out of doors.” “

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