At Least Once

I knew that I was going to go. The weather was simply too gorgeous not to go. And right about lunch time, I got everything ready, brought Molly inside so I wouldn’t worry about her and I got Bella and headed for Crowder’s Mountain. I did make a mistake in what I chose to wear. Being one of a cold nature, I wore a long sleeved thermal shirt with a t-shirt over that. Let’s just say I was a tad bit warm.By the time we were half way there Bella was standing on the middle console, her head nearly in my face and whining as if to ask “Are we there yet?” I’d tell her we were almost there and she would get back in the back seat. She was secured so she couldn’t get up in the front seat. I don’t take my dogs anywhere without making sure they are secured in place.

When we pulled into the parking area she was beyond excited. You think kids get excited? Bella has them beat. The only difference most of the time kids use words you can understand.It took only a moment to park and get her out of the car and be on our way up.

The parking area had a lot of vehicles so I feared it was going to be busy up there today. Thankfully it wasn’t as bad as I thought. We were alone but for the occasional people passing us, and then gone. I try to keep a steady pace, but that’s not easy when Bella has to check out every scent along the way and leave messages of her own. 

There was also the fact that thanks to all the rain we’ve had recently there was a lot of water in places. Mostly trying to find a route downhill, but some of the flat rocks were very slick. I found that out the hard way, even though I was trying to be careful. As Bella and I are making our way, whether up or down, if I see people approaching and especially people with dogs, I move to the side and hold tightly to Bella. If we are on the stairs, I will find a spot big enough to step off and let them pass.

Today, as Bella and I were going up and before we reached the stairs, I saw someone coming toward us with a fairly large, older dog. I moved over for them to pass, but made the mistake in judgement and stood on wet rocks. The guy’s dog decided to lunge growling at Bella and I was pulling her growling self back commanding “NO”. Somehow or other in the process of pulling Bella back, my feet came out from under me and I sat down hard on the rocks. Which broke the dogs up and scared the guy holding the other dog.

For the life of me, I could not get my balance enough to stand. The man who appeared to be in his twenties (don’t hold me to that) with long, flame red hair, held out his hand to help me up. Once on my feet and assuring the guy I was okay we went our separate ways.I can only imagine now how funny I must have looked as I went down and couldn’t get up.

 Bella and I made it to the top and enjoyed the view. It is a glorious day, the sky so clear you could see forever it seemed.  I stayed a little longer today than I usually do, but it was so nice up there. You could tell it was a day that people had been waiting for as there were many there, always on the move. There were also a lot of dogs and not all were the friendly type.

After Bella and I had rested and had our water, we started down.The walk up, is my cardio. The walk down, is my spiritual exercise. The peace is amazing. More people will speak to you as well. The trail I take down is longer but easier. There were several people I passed who were just bursting with the sunshine of their souls and they were the friendliest I’ve seen in a while. Talking, greeting, asking and waiting to hear, how you are. Comments on dogs, on the weather, on the day, and smiling the biggest smiles that I’ve seen in a very long time.

 Now here I am, sitting in my chair resting up,  and feeling exactly where my body contacted those rocks.  But that’s just it,it seems that nearly every single time I go up that mountain, I have to slip, trip, stumble or fall at least once. Most of the time its because I’m not paying enough attention. Today was because someone else had allowed their dog too much leash, not thinking that it would act as it did.

There in lies the lesson, never assume all is well. Never let you attention slip. Because there are times, when that at least once, may be the last and final.

About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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11 Responses to At Least Once

  1. Irene Melgoza says:

    Glad you’re okay. The fall could have been worse. Maybe a long, hot bath would help with the soreness. My nephew’s dog does not like kids. We wonder why.

    • Not saying this is the case with your nephew’s dog, but I had a dog once that didn’t like kids. We come to find out that one was tormenting it, poking it with sticks and throwing rocks. But then some dogs, like people, have odd choices of what they don’t like. Thank you Irene, that hot tub sounds good to me.

  2. It sounds like it was a fantastic welcomed long overdue good hike for you. Minus the fall, of course. Hopefully, you recover quickly from it!🙏 Glad the person had the decency to help you back to your feet. Dogs can be so unpredictable sometimes.

    • The weather had prevented my going, hiking in the rain in the winter isn’t as much fun as in the summer. Thank you for your kind wishes. Yes, he was concerned and helpful, I guess because technically his dog started it. He may also have feared for an over reaction on my part but I shouldn’t have chosen wet rocks to stand on. And you are right, dogs can be very unpredictable.

      • I totally get that. The weather has been tough this year. Summer and fall are my favorite times to go. When the leaves start turning in autumn, what a sight to see. Right, wet rocks not the best spot haha. You’re welcome!

  3. Oh, I’ve done that before. And as you get older you feel it more.

  4. Sunra Rainz says:

    Stunning shots ☀️

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  6. it’s the best day to get to know you🐬❗️ thank you so much🎵

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