Day 38 National Park 2011
I woke up at 5am.
I didn’t get much rest. My eyes
were blood shot red. My pad and sleeping
bag are both damp and wet. I felt a
depression wrap the bottom left of my heart.
I prayed asked for a healing. My
hips hurt and burned all night last night.
The rainfly was very drenched. I folded the tent and the foot print to keep
the inside from getting wet.
I stopped at Forks to shop at True Value Grocery store
and had fresh baked La Brae sourdough bread.
It was hot and crispy, totally yummy.
I don’t know how I lost 90 minutes in the store. It’s funny how everything in Forks is called
Twilight this, Twilight that; Twilight firewood. It’s quite funny.
The sky was overcast with rain today. I really like this weather. Everything is beautiful here. The road side is covered in rainforest trees
and wild flowers. My ankle hurt the
whole drive over to this campground. I
found myself dizzy and exhausted after just 75 miles of driving today.
At the Hol Rain Forest Entrance I saw a male buck elk
with velvety antler this morning. It
was a beautiful adult elk. I pulled into
the pay kiosk and a ranger walked up to me, a beautiful, solid, stately young
man. He took my word that I had an
annual pass and signaled me to move on.
I saw he was very concerned over the safety of the elk and humans. This ranger was so beautiful, full of good
character, integrity, and proper righteousness that I was afraid of looking
into his eyes or at his face. He and I
actually conversed as spirits in the True Value parking lot. He expressed how he would be overwhelmed by
my generosity and lacked understanding of it, he didn’t need, he didn’t
want. He is a “if we all took care of
ourselves then no one else needs to extend and reach out because we are all
capable self reliant and self sustainable” kind of a person.
The Hol River water level looked low at the Hol
Campground. I picked Loop C and
#75. It took me three runs around the
loop to decide on a spot. I got a bit disoriented
going round and round. I did see a
charcoal black rabbit this morning, it had giant hind legs that were light
brown.
There is one restroom per loop. The restroom is rusty, old, has flush toilet,
light, and outlet access. No wash sink
access here, it is locked. People are
using the potable water station for drinking water and wash. The backpacker’s loop is full tonight. The C Loop was almost full at 1pm with two
sites left.
So I pitched my very wet tent in the open meadow without
anywhere to hang a tarp canopy. The
ground was muddy from the rain. Getting
the stakes to stay was a challenge in the mud. I
had to get over the fact that everything is muddy and damp outside and inside
the tent. Even my hammer rusted
overnight last night. I managed to set
up camp right before the downpour.
The visitor center parking lot was full too. I spoke with two rangers, one of which was Mark
Coon who went to Fremont High School and was the class of 1957. Both backpacker rangers whom I spoke with had
strong clear eyes. Their spirits were
beautiful. They highly recommend I
backpack to blue glaciers that it is the only hiking trail around here. I felt uplifted after this at 1pm, my energy
totally changed with strength of hikers and backpackers. I then sat in the car and looked out the
windshield to stay dry and view the campground while I ate lunch. It really had the best view out of the entire
campground in my opinion. I so needed a
nap. I decided to recite and meditate
sitting in the car and I ended up falling asleep for three and half hours. I don’t know where I went or what
happened.
My tent was covered in mud splatter. I decided I would not cook in the rain. I was too lazy to put up a tarp canopy
somewhere to set up shelter for cooking. I don’t mind the rain,
standing in it or walking in it or sitting in it. It just feels so god to sit and not do
anything in the rain. I saw a lot of CA
license plates here, it means I am getting closer to California. A spot of blue sky opened up for 15 minutes
and the closed up for the day.
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I finally got around to morning ceremony at 5:30pm. The sky thundered and roared at 5:36pm. With all this downpour, I sang my heart out
in the car. I am the only one sitting in
my car, everyone else had a canopy for their sites.
On my way to the tent tonight, I saw a black tail young
deer grazing next to my tent. I see why
I chose that muddy open spot for my tent.
The beautiful animals come by, deer, elk, bunnies and others. I didn’t look forward to getting into damp
sleeping bag, it’s pretty damp, I’m getting damp from being in it.
Miles Driven: 75 miles
Hours on the road: 1 hour 15 minutes
