“I dressed and went for a walk – determined not to return until I took in what Nature had to offer.”- Raymond Carver, This Morning
After spending Saturday afternoon reading Claire Miller’s, “Mile 445: Hitched in Her Hiking Boots,” I got an itch Sunday morning to don my boots and stretch my legs on the Arch Rock Loop Trail in SARA Park.
With temperatures in the 40’s and winds light, conditions were perfect for the uphill climb to the arch. I had one worry, the path to the arch is what I call a goat trail – a narrow, arduous footpath fit more for a mountain goat, not a sometimes wobbly grandma.
Determined to see the arch, I cautiously moved each foot forward, placing each shoe in a previous hikers imprint. As I walked, all I could think about was having to go back down. The thought of descending the trail through loose rocks and rubble caused a little concern.
With the arch all to myself, I rested for a while appreciating nature and it’s wonders. I wasn’t interested in tackling the trail back yet, so I headed off on a side path and enjoyed the solitude of walking the desert terrain.
By the time I decided to double back, the winds kicked up making the descent quite frightening. I was so thankful for someone else’s foot prints guiding the way down and keeping me from sliding. Following one strong wind gust, I finally threw my pride to the side and shimmied down on my bottom.
After taking in what nature had to offer, all I can say is one time on the Arch Trail is enough for this grandma.