Earth:Walking in the Woods
On a summer day, green, leafy and mild, walking deeper in an urban wood, can be a momentary retreat from the traffic noise. Amazing that only a few feet away can muffle the sound of traffic sometimes. That only one or two blocks can take a person back to a time when there was nothing but trees, where the nearest log cabin was miles away. And before even that, a native tent was dozens of miles away.
And that’s summer, when the woods are alive and loud. In winter, when people go inside, it gets even quieter-especially at night when people huddle around fireplaces, radiators or stoves, going to bed early to save heat and get warm before having to go to work.
And nature also gets quieter. Only a few birds stay over-owls, crows, whatever. Everything else hibernates-and one time even people did. Even during the dry parts of winter, the fallen leaves sound louder than the rest of the forest.
Walking in the Woods In Winter
Cats Walking in the Woods in Fall
Walking in the woods in winter can be quite bracing. You see your breath, your legs feel heavier, and you move a bit more briskly to keep warm. You may stay a little closer to home so there’s little chance of vanishing in a snowdrift on the side of the road.
National Parks-Escape Into Our National Treasures
During a crucial part of American history, getting in touch with and preserving natural beauty was felt essential for both physical and civic health. the few remaining wild places that were left, and began creating forest places inside the cities.
Our first National park is Yellowstone, established in 1872.
The largest national park is Wrangell-St Elias National Park, Alaska,.
8 million acres.
The smallest is Gateway Arch National Park, MO with 193 acres .Gateway is also the newest, founded in 2018 on the land of the St. Louis Arch.
Hiking the Appalachian trail…isn’t just something a former Governor of North Carolina used as an excuse for an illicit trip to Brazil. Many people do it. But first, what is the Appalachian trail?
If you had asked me, I would have thought that the trail conisted of the remnants of those old colonial paths from the day when most people just walked. They, overgrown sometimes, with bits of cobblestone peeking out from the weeds, the remnant of an abandoned town sometimes, sometimes found as the old road parellel to the new, more modern one built later. Then some visionary with a pocket of cash decided to buy up all of those little overgrown parcels, cleaned up the mess, connected it all, and gave it as a gift to the nation.
Instead, started in 1921 as a way to preserve the beauty of the Appalachian mountains, finished in 1937. Its about 2,200 miles long, a hiking trail only, going through 14 states from Georgia to Maine, with international extensions going through New Foundland, and an International Appalachian Trail going through several more countries.