6 posts tagged “woods”

Saturday: Driving along the dark, green mountain. In that closed, dark folliage that looks like the hill atop Darling Road. But this mountain is also exaggerated. The wooden suspension bridge atop the green floor is covered in dark. There is an opening in the cover a far distance away. A light penetrates through, casting a strange gloden, emerald hue upon the surroundings. It is like New Zealand but I know that it is not New Zealand. It is Darling Road. But I know that it is not Darling Road because the direction in which I face is a hill, not a deep open valley. It is recurring. I already know that it is a farce. And yet that magical location of which I have never seen, is one of the most beautiful and intoxicating places that I repeatedly again and again visit. But why, oh why: In land of such beautiful virgin serenity is the bridge rotting, breaking apart, and falling? There is no stop. The warning was already long made. The bridge is man-made. It is not natural. It is a construction of death. The very wood.

I guess that is rather negative but... well...

Usually the bridge holds and I have been fine before while hiking during the winter and various other seasons.

The winter was the most spectacular. The colors...