Hiking the Aurlandsdalen
Today I spent my morning looking at pictures and watching videos
From a decade ago
Because I’m working on this love story, you see
And it needs pictures.
I see them in my mind and I know we have them
On various computers and hard drives
Today I found us hiking in Norway.
Finse to Bergen, glacier to fjord
We were so young and silly
I was convinced we would die – no cell phone, giant cliffs, a lack of experience (on my part)
But you trusted me, my adventurous spirit, knew it would carry me through the doubt.
We didn’t die, as it turned out.
But we did see a helicopter air rescue in the Norwegian mountains (not for us, thankfully)
We never found that animal pit
But we skied down snow fields, drank glacial water, hiked with free-range sheep (with bells), played music and drank beer with strangers, trekked on a multi-day journey through some of Mother Earth’s most breathtaking landscape.
Tonight, after you booked the campsites for our vacation – friends and a national park and an ocean and miles of hiking trails –
I sat in your lap (like the old days) and told you about my morning spent time traveling
Pulled up the photos on my laptop.
There’s almost 200, plus videos.
And you remarked on what a great trip that was
That hike was just one part of a summer-long adventure in Scandinavia.
You told me we had to show the photos to the littlest one.
She’s only five but wants to “practice” hiking so she can go on long adventures with Mama and Daddy
So let’s practice together, and find more adventures, and create more memories.
I’ve got a better camera now and the videos won’t be so grainy.
We’ve got a new adventure seeker in our family
And you and I have a sense of wonder that never should go dormant for too long
18 April 2017