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The Hike Up Poly Mountain
Our journey begins on a foggy and cool Monday morning in late
September. The group of freshman English students wait eagerly at the gate to
Poly Canyon anticipating the adventures to come. Once Professor has taken
roll and explained what is in store for the impending hike, we start walking
up a rocky path. Immediately I feel like I am in nature. I am reminded of all
the camping and hiking trips I went on as a child and I feel at peace. But
something in the sky keeps bothering me, the fog. I was expecting to be able
to stand on top of Poly Mountain and see the entire city of San Luis Obispo. I
brought my camera along hoping to take beautiful pictures of the city and send
them home to my family. But the thick fog above my head reminds me that this
probably will not happen. I try to take the ominous fog off my mind and
continue examining the land.
We walk past the dry creek bed of Brizzolara Creek and it becomes
obvious we have not had a significant amount of rainfall in months. A fellow
hiker points out several deer on the canyon side, the first sign of wildlife.
I can hear birds chirping in the distance but cannot see any because of the
dense fog. I am hit on the nose with a drop of dew falling from a Coast Live
Oak and another drop falling from a Eucalyptus tree. The air is still and the
sun remains hidden behind the fog. We walk farther into the canyon and come
across several manmade structures. A small footbridge over a gentle stream and
a rock arch inviting hikers into the hills are reminders of what man can do to
enhance nature’s beauty. The path gets steeper and narrower and as we climb
higher, the fog gets thicker. I am still hoping the fog will fade away enough
so that I can experience the beautiful views I was expecting.
Our hike up Poly Mountain becomes much more strenuous and we stop
every few minutes to catch our breath. We are no longer hidden underneath
My life so far has been like a good hiking path. A path that is winding and twisting and encompassed with plenty of beauty. A path that is lined with trees like angels protecting you from the mysteries in the deep forest and that keep you rooted on the path you are destine to take. One that is filled with deep troughs and the most beautiful peaks you could ever image. Sometimes the path is rocky and hurts the soles of your feet until they crack and bleed, but other times it’s covered with a soft green moss that lifts your steps and revives your spirits. Through the last 17 years of my life, I have traveled that path and endured every step. I have gone into the dark abyss of the trough and have found in it the most precious grace of light. As I have gotten older I have come to recognize that the scary and shaky steps of my path have indeed been “fearsome blessings” (Buechner, 92).
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Spirits dog me. Just when I no longer believe, they appear. Flashing white lights. A cold touch. They return.
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birds come out when the alarm is persisted. All the smaller birds can be seen in the
grandparents’ house. They have cared for me like no one else could and I am very
I wandered around the path near the lake because it was always peaceful and quiet there in the morning and the trees that hung over the wide walkway only drew me in more. The cool wind blew continuously, and some of the leaves that barely hung on to the branches were pulled along with it. They floated while dropping slowly, and one of the leaves chose my head as a landing spot. I brushed my hair with my hand, not caring if doing so messes up my hair, since the wind already accomplished that job the second I took a step outside my house.