posted on May, 27 2009 @ 02:55 PM
On the left side, as seen from this plateau, rises a craggy mountain that extends up
into lofty clouds. On the right side, another huge mountain rises out of the earth,
strewn with giant boulders and fallen trees. Towering sheer cliffs loom over the
ground far below, watching. The two mountains form a notch where they touch, and
it is there that I will end this tiring trek. From this plateau I can see, and now hear,
the giant waterfall that feeds the hidden lake in the notch. The lake where I will
make camp for the night. I continue the hike.
As I near the lake a gentle breeze blows through the tall, weedy grass, bending it
ever so slightly, and it seems to be leading me over and down the hill as if
announcing my arrival. I am here. The air is fresh and cool, and filled with the
scent of lilac and pine. If not for the roar of the waterfall, I am convinced this
would be the quietest and most peaceful spot in this world. Yet it is teeming with
so much life and energy that I feel a bit giddy. It's as if it has been created
especially for me.
I remove my backpack and begin to set up camp. I have chosen a stand of trees
that overlook the lake and falls on one side and provides a view of the path back
down the mountains to my right. The ground is littered with leaves and I use them
to soften the ground under my tent, making a very comfortable bed and natural
pillow. Soon I am walking in circles around my campsite, checking the lay of the
land and collecting rocks for my firepit. After the firepit has been dug and lined with
rocks I return to the circling, expanding it here and there searching for firewood.
It is extremely peaceful here, in this notch between the mountains.
As the sun slowly sinks behind the western hills ,my campsite is complete and
ready for the night. A small fire to cook over also provides light as the darkness
settles in around me. I lay on my back and look up into the deep night sky,
amazed at the number of stars visible to the naked eye. Billions !
My mind wanders, and I begin to wonder what I will find tomorrow. Behind the
waterfall. There's something there, or someone ! I know it ! I've seen it every
night in my dreams. This place. The lake . The waterfall. Something behind the
waterfall. Movement ! Movement ! . . . .Who's there ?