There are times when you travel down a back road, that the country side beckons to travel just a little further, and even lures you down a long forgotten,overgrown dirt road. Just enough width for you to slowly inch your way, so that the brush doesn’t leave a trail on the side of the vehicle, and your muffler if you are lucky, will make it intact, till you find a place to turn around.
You see signs of previous activities, but little else, the farther you go, the land opens up, and you see nature the way it is intended to be enjoyed. No parking lots, and fast food shacks, just the outdoors.
We were able to find a place to park off the single road we’d been on, and made the time to climb the embankment and sit a spell.. The dogs loved it, even though they had to dive, they swam and played, enjoying the freedom of being in that space and time, just as we did. What is it about the human race that we all want to travel to foreign lands, and only feel that we’ve been on a holiday, if we fight the traffic to the airport, wait in airport lobbies, and sit like sardines in metal contraptions that fly us through congested skies. To arrive in an exotic place that isn’t home, (to us) rush around to try to see everything there is to see, then tired and over spent, we head home. Back into the crowded airports, stand in line to go through customs, maybe even be detained. Then on arrival back home, we still have to get to our homes.. only to be faced with a pile of mail we have to deal with, maybe a good night’s sleep, and then we are back at work, dealing with the backlog of “stuff” that was what we wanted to escape with our well-earned holiday.
When really, not very far from where you live now, just by driving off the main roads. you will find a wonderland, that is pure, unpopulated by commerce and just a little farther, down the road waiting to be discovered.
Every time we venture off the tedious road of routine, we allow our “selves” to really holiday. A holiday is when we re-energize, re-group, reconnect with the person we are. Nature is the only true balm for the “soul”
Namaste – Oyashikiri
Pictures were taken in the Province of Quebec, near Rubert and Lac Peche