Part1

My last assignment before the short autumn break was due a few days before the weekend. Which means I had few extra days of recess. For a long time, I had a fiery desire to leave civilization, its structures and its sprawls. Also, I wanted to be away from the people I know and depend on. For a moment, I was hiking solo in the mountains. It was a self sentiment plan to find some sort of manhood or pride the way igneous tribes or lions would conduct. Just a feeling. In a way, I wanted to know myself and the world, without the influence of others, I wanted to explore the lifestyle of our ancestry origins and most of all, I was seeking adventure. I had always pondered over the question, what if you were brought to existence in a place, alone and without culture, how would you decide what life should be?

Over the years I had collected a number of influential characters who opened my eyes to simple pleasures. I was from the city and I wasn't as appreciative and adventurous as I am now. A year ago during autumn, I finally had my holiday, my escape, in solitude with the mountains. And it was a big step in self discovery.

My quest became obvious when I curiously stumbled upon two bags tied with tags handwritten" FREE" in a quiet night of my forestry uni. Its authenticity was marked with various flight check-in tags it had collected. They were old school, worn out external frame bags but, with some touching up they were going to be perfect for my hike. I finally took the orange one home, had it stitched and cleaned up. It was god-sent.

I made some faint pre-planning and took off in the darkness of one young friday. To be honest, I was a little afraid with the eerie absence of company. All sort of unknown consequences could happen to a person in almost all scenarios, as you hop on a cable car, going to the office, traveling in a forest alone. But mostly we tend to chat the anxiety away with a friend, feeling safe with their presence. Now, traveling in a lighted train with black windows, empty car, I am fully aware and suspicious all over my fears and the unknown anticipation. But really, I am not afraid of anything. lol. well, most things. The train stopped mid way through the journey, there were drunks, kookaburra calls, a sleepy moon-lit lake through the glass and at the transition in the next car, a man was sucker punched.


The train lasted until morning come. Immediately, I got on an hour's bus ride which finally brought me to my initial hiking point at the Caves. It had been a total of five to six hours of traveling via public transport. And as I arrived, I was greeted by the caves brilliant sky-blue lake which poured out its facade, painted over the years of melted lime stone and clay. I looked over the cave complex, over the mountains and I collected another sight of what my journey was going to be like the next few days. I stayed around looking at caves forms for a short while, then I started the hike. It wasn't long, that I was away from the caves and realized that I was completely alone.


I found myself surrounded by eucalyptus trees. Standing on a path six foot, sliced through the forest. And there was endless walking. Into repetitious and hypnotizing landscapes. And after walking for some time, I stopped to hear. I looked around and started walking and walking once again. Walking. I looked through the branches which caved the endless path, walking. The long tree branches like fingers which caved me in, the path and the roots, walking. They cast a crackly shade over us, devouring more with every step I took.

Walking, the leaves and the fallen branches crackle beneath my feet,
as I lay my heels in every feet.
And the leaves behind me rose again and crackle, like a stranger behind me, walking.
And as I walked walked and walk, the mestins clanked, my bag stretched and squeaked, walking
like a stranger behind me.

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whispers

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wake up

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laika

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I awoke in the night, with a fiery glare beaming at my eyes.

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