|Be glad I'm sparing you the photo of the dead cow.|
|Lurking in the trees.|
|She ends up veering off at the last minute. But still stares at me.|
Around another corner, three cows are running towards me. Or really not towards me because I don’t even think they see me, but they are stampeding in my direction. How can something so large move so fast? This is not fun anymore.
I’ve had enough. So what if I only hiked three new CDT miles today? As much as I try to be logical, having large animals running at me has activated my sympathetic nervous system, and I can feel the norepinephrine mustering the troops and getting my body ready to RUN AWAY.
Which I do. A fast walk for the three miles back to the parking area. As I retreat, a term Jan uses comes to mind: cherry picking. It means picking only the sections of trail that you want do to- for scenic reasons, or whatever. I’m going to be a proud cherry picker today because it means no more horrible roadwalking among cows. And no more beer cans!
|Ugh! I want a path lined with flowers, not trash.|
The CDT continues across to the Zuni-Acoma Trail, so I head down that trail. This is a sweet cherry of a trail for sure!
I spend a few hours flying across the lava. The lava is rough and sharp and it hurts and wares me out. But also: I see flowers and my feet meet the lava with confidence and I feel agile and strong.
|Beautiful lava along the Zuni-Acoma Trail.|
|Sunny yellow corydalis- this is why I love to hike.|