Life on the rock. A Habhater's tale.

I went on a hike starting after church last Sunday night. Tim and Holly, Scott, Scottie and Theron all came with me. Since we waited till after church we only had about an hour before it got dark so we made it just past hay point and set up camp. Scott and Theron had to be back the next day for work at 1:00 and Tim, Holly, and I were going to a funeral at 1:30 the next day so before we went to bed we discussed whether we could make it all the way to dark harbour and get out in time or not. 2 years before I had done the whole hike in a 6 hour span and so I knew I could make if I left by 7 the next morning. The others all decided to back out (SBOI, TBOB, HBOB, SBOL, TBOI) so I set out the next morning on my own. I went for about 2 hours with no problem and came to a place about 1 KM from Little Dark where the trail is unmarked. I needed to go either left or right on the "cheese grader" (4 wheeler) path. I chose right which was wrong and I realized that about an hour later when I hadn't come to Little Dark. I remembered then that the last time I was there I had gone left and about 50 yards later there was a red trail marker. So I had a decision to make;keep going or retrace my steps. I knew if I went back I would probably miss the funeral so I kept going. The trail came out on a dirt road which I guessed might be the Crabbe road. (it wasn't) I found out later it was the pulp road so I ended up walking the wrong way on this road to the end where it just stops. Rather than turn around (which I should have) I started following another "cheese grader" (4 wheeler) trail from there and after wading through much mud I finally came out at a cottage which looked familiar to me. I thought maybe I'm on Miller's Pond (I wasn't) I remembered the camp from a previous hike and I had done a circle and was back at Dweeley pond. (AKA Big Pond) The good part about that is I knew there was a trail from there that connected up with the red trail which was the one I had started the day on. I got to the red trail and again had to make a decision; go to Dark Harbour or go back to the Southern Head Lighthouse. I remembered there was a trail about a half hour back which had had a sign pointing to Seal Cove so I went there. I had never been on this trail before and initially it was well marked. Then I came to a place where I had 4 options and no signs to tell me which way to go. I chose right again. This trail was long and I kept praying that I wasn't just heading deeper into the woods because I knew if I did collapse I wasn't even close to any place people would be looking for me. After about an hour of walking on this trail I ended up at the end of King Street in Seal Cove. I walked down to Rte 776 and crashed at Scott and Theron's place. From there I got someone to pick me up. All toll close to 7 hours of walking with a pack that day without taking a rest. (my legs are a little sore) I didn't want to take a break because at first I was hoping to make the funeral and later I wanted to just keep going. Resting seemed useless. I prayed a lot on that last road and I do thank God that I made it out safe. I've learned a lot this trip. More specifically go left not right.

I thought I'd write a little poem.

Like just a few words not many.

Oh you may know what I'm doing

Very likely If you've been to Denny's

Each line in itself is important.

Just search for the meaning inside.

Or don't 'cause I could just care less

Hey in very few men I confide

At least admit that you're curious

No need at this point to deny

So I don't work for "Public Safety"

Or if I did I would lie.

No the truth lies at the start.


BTW does anyone know what song the title of this blog comes from?

I have been a slogger lately but I do not apologize as I have checked around the blog world and have found that with this post I am still ahead of most. What I do want to focus on is the fact that I am now the only unmarried pastor on Grand Manan. Tim and Holly are now officially together. I must say I am very happy for them. Henri Nouwen would be very happy. A lot has happened since I last blogged. Zion Hill was amazing this year. I am going to try and have the "office space" videos done by the weekend. These videos were done by each team at the camp. They were given a piece of office equipment and a video camera and were told to destroy it. (not the camera) I must put a shout out to Tara Smith of Tara's Trivia Triad fame who added a lot to the dance element of the camp this year. Simply the best camp in the world. That's all for now. I did finish another parody at the camp and will record it as soon as my cold is gone.