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Donnerstag, 5. Oktober 2006
Saylor Trail Hike
mwand, 04:31h
Hey Readers!
Sorry for the absence, I was busy travelling in order to generate new stories... Anyway, here is my first one: One week ago, a group of CMU Explorers Club members hiked (a part of) the John P. Saylor Trail in Western Pennsylvania.
We camped one night on a nearby campsite and narrowly managed to have dinner before a thunderstorm forced us into our tents. One of them actually collapsed, but I may say that it was not mine :-)
On the next morning, we began our hike with a cloudy sky above us and a muddy path below us.
First our path led through forested areas not unlike the ones we have in Germany, climbing to hilltops and suddenly dropping down a steep rocky slope into even wetter marshland; then ascending again towards a forest road where we had a kind of lunch.
After leaving the road (the last trace of civilisation), we passed through grassland valleys where the dense vegetation reminded me of the rolling waves on the sea,
and the trees gave way to a clear and sunny sky! It was much warmer than in the morning, and soon our water bottles were used up.
In early afternoon, we arrived at a beautiful spot where some kind of moss gave the land a red color under a warming, gentle sun. Here we rested again, allowing ourselves the time to percieve the beauty of this landscape, the prettiest on the entire hike.
It is getting late, and I will cut short the telling of all the other things we encountered on our trail. We passed another group of wanderers who had actually kindled a fire near a narrow suspension bridge over a nearby river. They were friendly, and we chatted with them for a while before getting back to the trail.
The last part of our voyage went through the forest again, not far from the - much more prosaic - state road, which we eventually heard through the trees. It was already quite late when we arrived at the parking site and completed our travel by an eventless ride home to Pittsburgh.
Sorry for the absence, I was busy travelling in order to generate new stories... Anyway, here is my first one: One week ago, a group of CMU Explorers Club members hiked (a part of) the John P. Saylor Trail in Western Pennsylvania.
We camped one night on a nearby campsite and narrowly managed to have dinner before a thunderstorm forced us into our tents. One of them actually collapsed, but I may say that it was not mine :-)
On the next morning, we began our hike with a cloudy sky above us and a muddy path below us.
First our path led through forested areas not unlike the ones we have in Germany, climbing to hilltops and suddenly dropping down a steep rocky slope into even wetter marshland; then ascending again towards a forest road where we had a kind of lunch.
After leaving the road (the last trace of civilisation), we passed through grassland valleys where the dense vegetation reminded me of the rolling waves on the sea,
and the trees gave way to a clear and sunny sky! It was much warmer than in the morning, and soon our water bottles were used up.
In early afternoon, we arrived at a beautiful spot where some kind of moss gave the land a red color under a warming, gentle sun. Here we rested again, allowing ourselves the time to percieve the beauty of this landscape, the prettiest on the entire hike.
It is getting late, and I will cut short the telling of all the other things we encountered on our trail. We passed another group of wanderers who had actually kindled a fire near a narrow suspension bridge over a nearby river. They were friendly, and we chatted with them for a while before getting back to the trail.
The last part of our voyage went through the forest again, not far from the - much more prosaic - state road, which we eventually heard through the trees. It was already quite late when we arrived at the parking site and completed our travel by an eventless ride home to Pittsburgh.
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