Haikus, poems, thoughts from hiking yesterday's rejuvenation trail. Saturday I hiked Ice House Canyon and up Mount Baldy over Devil's Backbone by myself. I was feeling "moody" earlier in the week. I know that giving myself a goal, something to look forward to, a challenge and the amazing variety and beauty of Angeles National Forest would clear my head, bones and Soul.
I captured about 80 good photographs yesterday. Posting some of the average ones because, well people seem to borrow and forget to credit...
I'm spoiled, it isn't difficult to see nature in glory by just walking. I am sharing some of my fun with you, I got back on center.
Abandoned standing ~ hold out icycle words ~ roof keeps my soul safe.
Hand never let go ~ the belay surely will fail ~ bones crumple to shale.
Across the canyons ~ the haze tells me to hurry ~ before it grows dark.
Spines remind that my boots are only made of fake hemp, plastic laces and rubber tire souls.
I knew the pin oaks wouldn't fail me. They light the sky before the days grow short. It is as if they knew I was on my way to visit. Wishing I owned a red cape and brought a basket.
Old fire damage on fallen trees is more sculptural than natural slides. Just as lightening can make landscape into dazzling energy.
Composite rock flows ~ looks like this boulder enjoyed ~ water stroking him.
He is a devil ~ a tough dinosaur spine climb ~ thanks clouds for no snow.
I brought my ten essentials: a switch blade, rappelling ropes, caribiners, matches and lighter, epipen, phone & camera, sunscreen and hat, compass, water and more water, first aid stuff. I can always find my soul when I'm hiking.
copyright reserved Caroline Gerardo 2012
Mount Baldy, Angeles National Forest California October 6th
