Creek Walk, A Note from Scott, Silk Creek Editor

I went out to the creek for a walk at 7:30pm. It was
a pleasant summer evening and I was struck by the
passing frontal clouds in the northeastern sky. Then
a breath of summer fresh air came and I put my sandals
on and went down with only camera in hand. I wanted to camp but it was too late to
get even the essentials together and up there and set
up so I just went for a creek walk. I walked down to
the jaccuzzi falls and sat for nearly an hour.

Again, I had nothing more than my camera so I didn't write
anything. I was trying rather to cleanse my mind of
clutter and noise and fear and anxiety and boredom.
In the end, I was not entirely successful. I think to
be successful I will have to make it a 2-3 night
experience with just a pad and a few books. To allow
my sense of time to slow but to keep boredom from
filling the space.

Coming back after sitting there so long was kind of
spooky. It was dark and I debated whether or not to
return overland or stay in the water. I chose the
latter because I was afraid I might stray off the
trail or contact poison ivy under the dark of the
forest canopy. The creek was a guaranteed path to
where I started. Going upstream, I could not see the
bottom and was unsure where the deep parts were so I
kept to the banks where I could.

Occasionally I would
snare a thick taught spider's web on my neck or face.
There were lots of bats swirling around me.
Occasionally a strand of seaweed would wrap around my
ankle which just felt strange in the dark "invisible"
water. I was alot wetter coming back than going out.
It was a much slower return trip because I didn't want
to trip or fall.

I did trip and nearly fell in the
deep just when I passed your writing rock. I got very
wet saving myself and my camera from total immersion
there. That was a close (and very splashy) call!.
The moon would have been helpful I think but she was
nowhere to be seen on this now overcast sunday night.
Anyway, I survived the late evening creekwalk in the
dark and may be up at the designated campsite this
week.

Scott Carter