The Fine Art of Slowing Down — Getting From Point Aye to Point Bee
We went to the woods, yesterday.
A little more specifically, we went up into the mountains of the Olympic Peninsula, up to the parts that are so far removed from everything that there are only some rather sketchy Forest Service roads to drive on.
One of the BETTER pieces of road through the forest...
Thankfully, our friend has an SUV with pretty robust 4-wheel drive an good ground clearance.
Since we are at the end of summer (the dry season) it was not too muddy out there.
We're blessed to live near one of the largest pieces of truly "untamed" wilderness in the US... and by "untamed," I mean there are so many areas up there no human has ever been near.
The entire Olympic National Park/Olympic National Forest complex is about 2,500 square miles (6,300 square km) in size, most of which is only accessible by foot. Some of the "inner" parts in the mountain zones are all but inaccessible
Part of the joy of going up there is that it also has the cleanest air in North America... all that forest is basically like one of Planet Earth's giant "lungs."
We had a rare bright and sunny day, with barely a tiny breeze, so the stillness was amazing. As a testament to how remote the place is, we saw wild grouse that came within 10-15 feet of us without a worry... most likely never seen humans before.
Mostly, we were out there to pick chanterelle mushrooms.
In the Olympic rainforest, that's a somewhat unpredictable endeavor; this summer has been particularly dry, even on the "wet" side of the mountains. Even though we spent a good while trying many of our "usual" places, we only came up with about a pound of chanterelles.
Chanterelle mushrooms in their natural habitat
Enough to accompany a pork chop dinner, but that's about all. In the past, we've often come back with 15-20lbs.
But it's really OK, because as much as anything the day was about simply being out there, wandering around in a place where time doesn't really matter.
I've often said that "nature is my church," and there are few places better than the northern rainforest to illustrate this.
Everywhere you look, branches and trees are covered in moss...
These days, much of the focus of my life is simply to slow down. Most of the time, we already have a more leisurely life than many people, but it is time to dial it down a few more notches.
Haven't entirely figured out what that's going to look like in a way that still allows us to get from Point Aye to Point Bee in the financial sense; mostly going to focus on trying to make more of my writing and my art. Might be a tough "sell" but I have grown weary of busting my butt for other people, in exchange for a pittance.
Thanks for stopping by, and have a great weekend!
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American nature is SO different to ours. I remember being in absolute awe of your big redwoods.
When my relatives from Denmark come over to tour the US, they always remark on how VAST this place is. We spent the day in a park — one park — that covers about 15% of the land of the entire country of Denmark.
Having lived on both sides of the pond, I think the main difference is that our woods (both Denmark and the UK) are so "managed and tended" compared to the States where you can still find truly primordial lands nobody has ever seen or set foot on.
Embarking on adventures once in a while.
The place looks scary.
It is good to get out and about, sometimes!
That's right.