If ever there was one, I am a trail dog. What happens on the trail is such a flailing hash-up of (1)Exertion; (2)Exhaustion; (3)Exhilaration. Bike trails. Hiking Trails. Water Trails. I live for them. It is the visceral intrigue of that touchy unknown something. There is some mysterious feeling that draws me along the edge of a wooded field and down to the cool, cool river.
It was that year - 1958 - the year of the dog. I was born into it. Now, sixty years later, this year - 2018 - it is again the year of the dog. And I'm still a trail dog. Well, if I should live to be 120 years old, today, at age sixty, I'm still only a pup (relatively speaking).
So on I go through the trees. I scramble through the brush on a narrowing path that finally opens up onto scattered rocks along the river bank. There is a deery green meadow on the other side. Boldly, my arms outstretched, I make my careful steps one by one across a swayback log. On I go.
In these later years, I'm still filled with curiosity. Still driven. What is it, I wonder? The smell of the river. Some flowering sweetness and pine pitch in the warm Spring air. I have to see. I have to find out. To the top of the hill I go. And to my great delight, I discover another off-shoot trail that goes cross-county into the next valley.
I am totally exhausted and for me that's the best... I pull out my journal and scribble these notes.
Tomorrow, there's another trail for this old dog to follow. That is the greatest gift. So see you at the end of the trail ...in the year of the dog - when I reach 120 years old.
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