More…..

Re-reading my last post, it now seems so inadequate.  The real heart of the weekend, wasn’t me and my minor troubles, but the fun and joy my grand-daughter both had and provided.  She is a joy to be near - even half way through the ‘terrible two’s’.   She is a splendid character reference for her mother, who as a single parent tears herself in half much of the time to earn a living and spend quality time with Hayley.  Somehow, and I really don’t know how, she seams to achieve both.  She does start work at 0500hrs and rarely sees her bed before 2230 but that is her choice and she seems to thrive on it.  I spoke to her earleir today, one of her ver very rare days without full work and she said she was ‘tired’ - because she didn’t arise until 0630!!!!   I know she’s my daughter but I have to give her respect for the way she strives.  

Somehow I seem unable to find quite the right words to say what I mean - so I guess I’ll leave the subject alone for now.

During the weekend of soporific floating I have also re-read another Colin Fletcher book - ‘The Secret Worlds of Colin Fletcher’.   Somehow that man did manage to embody so many of my reasons for backpacking.   It’s not the miles but what HAPPENS during those miles and where those happenings direct, lead or impel the mind to roam.

I have never been one for miles.  Five good miles to me have always been better that 25 miles of nothing but miles.  I know in this age of lightweight, go faster, go further that my philosophy (that of a Dinasaur) is probably more governed by my body than mind, but that is MY way.  To those who want more or different or whatever, then I say ‘go for what suits YOU and remember FUN and ENJOYMENT are the goals’

OK rants etc., over.  I’m still not sure I’ve really said what I wanted to say, but maybe in a few more days when the residue of the medicaments have flushed from my system I will be able to make things a little clearer.  Yeah…Maybe!!