Today was a day of deep conversations. I was told that initially I was “hard to read,” which came as no surprise. It’s not the first time I’ve heard that, and I think it has something to do with having been a lawyer. The whole idea that you don’t want ’em to see you sweat.
The ‘late night crew.’ as I’ve come to call us, stayed up late (well, late for the back-country, which is, like 10 o’clock), talking about our fears, trepidations, shortcomings, dreams, aspirations, goals, expectations, plans, etc.
My Turn as Leader of the Day
The sun rose to reveal threatening skies. Our first day of inclement weather. We had been fortunate thus far.
With rain gear easily accessible, we set out. The pace was fair, and we tried shorter hikes and shorter breaks: 30 mins on, 5 mins off. It seemed to work well, at least for the group I was hiking with.
I learned about risk management, the need to think about contingency planning if the route doesn’t work out the way I expected, and the need to consider all possibilities, like the fact that we could have missed the other hiking group.
I tried to work with our other team members to let them work on and develop the skills they wanted to work on, and gave them a sense of responsibility and accountability for the outcome. Some people wanted to work on pace, while others wanted to focus on map reading. It was a good division of labor, and made for a very pleasant day in the back-country, in spite of the bad weather.
“Make No Small Plans”
I learned that being outside is spiritual for me. A way to commune with nature. A way to remember how small we are in relation to the universe. A way to remember the primal spirit that lives in all of us. Being outside is a reminder to be grateful for all that we have. To live gently, in harmony with the earth. And for me, it’s a reminder that I need to circle back and reconnect with all this grandeur. It feeds my soul .