Mountains, Midgets, and Manners

This post should have been called “Things, Not What They Seem” but I didn’t think it sounded as cool. I am sure that you are wondering what the 3 M’s have to do with each other. Actually there is a funny story to explain it. We will call it…

The Western Exploration Adventures

After college my good friend Johann and I decided to go run the national parks throughout the US. We would be living out of the car and camping for 3 months.

We had a few rules:

1. No shaving or cutting our hair

2. We must run at least 1x day

3. Have fun

It truly was a life changing experience. This story takes place about 2 months into our trip in the Prairie Creek Campground in the Redwood National Forest in California. We had been running everyday, usually 2x’s a day. Needless to say were in decent shape.

I remember having a great 10 mile run in the morning running through the trails surrounded by majestic mountains, towering trees, and blue skies. This was such a humbling experience running through such grander that makes you feel so miniscule (i.e. midget;-). There is something about running through nature and pushing your body to an uncomfortable state that really heightens your awareness of what it means to be truly alive.

After our run we made our food and relaxed for the day hiking, reading, writing and talking to the other people in the campground. By 5PM it was time for our second run an easy 3 mile run. We ran once again through the trails soaking it all in. When we returned we went and showered in the creek. There we saw a few elk drinking water by creek. By the time we finished bathing and setting up camp we notice the campground was crawling with elk. They were just congregating and looked as if they were just socializing.

By 9:00 PM we decided to call it a night and went to bed. This is when things got weird. No, not because to grown men were sleeping in a tent together but because we were awaken by a flute, tiru-li-lu-li, tiru-li-lu-li. A sweet melody that soared through the air, filled my eardrums like water in a bucket. At first it was lovely and we thought wow some kid is practicing his flute. But by midnight we were ready to strangle that kid…We kept saying to each other, what parent would let their kid play an instrument so late at night? By midnight that melody was now like nails scratching a chalkboard, piercing through my eardrums. Don’t these people have any manners? Some of us are trying to sleep.

Eventually we fell asleep and at 7AM we were up for our morning run. Upon returning we see the park ranger and decided to be report the “Midnight Flutist”. After we explained our concern she could no longer hold back her laughter. Right there in front of us she bent over laughing as if someone punched her in the stomach (which crossed my mind when she laughed). We didn’t understand what was so funny until…

She explained that the infamous antagonist the “Midnight Flutist” was in fact our visiting elk. You see it was September (other wise known as mating season for elk). That sweet melody was their mating call destined to serenade their soon to be partner.

I hope you enjoyed one of the many stories and experiences Johann and I had during our Western Exploration Adventure.

What did you think about the “Midnight Flutist”? Leave a comment below.

Cheers,

AC

PS – So what was today’s message for living out your Soul Purpose

1. Explore and see this world. This life changing trip really changed my perspective of people and the world.

2. You can only share with others not by yourself. Don’t be an island embrace and cultivate life enhancing relationships.

3. Don’t jump to conclusions about “Midnight Flutist” (It could be a bunch of elk trying to get their groove on).

4. Fitness and health is a big part vitality

5. Find your passion (One of mine is running) and explore how you can immerse yourself in it.

PPS – Once again leave a comment below and let me know what you think about the “Midnight Flutist”.

 

 

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