I think it is little surprises like spotting that red tailed hawk that help keep me jogging on trails, hiking and canoeing. I don't want to miss anything.
Its what kept me awake on long drives as a child.
On trails and rivers, little surprises have included:
- running up to two snakes - one swallowing the other;
- canoeing next to a deer swimming from one lake shore to another, amazed at the speed it was making, swimming with those skinny legs;
- going from a main trail to a small side trail and jogging directly over a copperhead crossing the trail, extending my stride, but surprised by how unfrightening the experience really was;
- seeing several deer swim across the river ahead of my canoe;
- canoeing next to otters and ground hogs;
- hiking around a bend to come face to face with a doe; we stayed that way for many minutes until she started walking along the trail straight at me; then, as she neared, she moved off the trail to go around me at a "safe" distance;
- jogging up on an owl which had just caught a squirrel, seeing it drop the squirrel on my running onto the scene and then watching the lucky rodent high-tail it for safety;
- jogging up on sexual activity by both turtles and homo sapiens;
- hiking off Mt. Le Conte, TN, looking down on thousands of trees covered with the prior night's six inches of snow glistening in the bright sun;
- canoeing on both of Asheboro's larger lakes (Lucas and Reese) and spotting bald eagles;
- jogging through a large clearing with six deer running to my left for several seconds, before they got ahead to cross the trail in front of me and then watching them run into the woods to my right;
- jogging along a road and surprising a deer which ran in a farmer's field to my right and then headed toward an oncoming car coming along the road toward our paths; signaling to the driver and, perhaps, avoiding the sight of a nasty accident;
- sitting in a canoe quietly as a little green heron walked about on shore in close sight;
- surprising numerous deer along various paths yet always being surprised by their powerful startle snorts;
- finding large
orb spiders in perfect webs;
- stopping along narrow trails to urinate, gradually focusing on the branches in front of me to see two and three snakes at eye level;
- finding the remains of old homes, farms, mills, mines in grown over woods;
- finding a geo cache (a hiding spot for a global positioning system (GPS) game being played by other folks) off trail in the Birkhead Wilderness;
- seeing a three-or-four-foot alligator sunning to the right of my canoe as I passed; watching it startle, power into the water, swim under me and surface to my left (the "power" part surprising me with its animal intensity and strength);
- canoeing through wonderful cypress swamps (getting "lost", if not for my GPS);
- getting up close and personal with the disappearing glacial ice at the top of Mount Kilimanjaro;
- canoeing up to hundreds of roosting turkey buzzards on one of those huge radio towers;
- experiencing the huge tulip poplars and wonderful uniqueness of a real old growth forest in
Joyce Kilmer Memorial Forest , NC;
- and all those other surprises that are often only special to the viewer at that moment.