I have a lot of stories to tell since my last update in January, but I’m going to start with the last one: my traverse of the Cerna Mountains in September. I’m going to share it with you in two instalments since I finally figured out that writing it all in one go is a lot of work and becomes way too daunting a task – which means I keep postponing it and hardly get to post anything. So I’m lowering the bar a bit – so that I can write and you can read! Here goes.
“What if I fall?”
“Oh but my darling,
What if you fly?”
I was so scared beforehand: can I still do this? Is this the right thing for me to do now? It was mid September, and I had finally decided to go on a long hike; the first of the season, at the start of autumn. I was reeling from so many things: the drawn-out process of purchasing our Romanian house and starting the renovations have taken a huge toll on me, and sent me hurtling down a terrifying depression episode. I’ve hardly had time to work, or hike. Still sniffling with a cold, I was only just regaining the courage and energy to embark on an adventure like this. But could I? The only way to find out was to actually try. And I felt I just had to. So I planned a trip, and sat on a bus, terrified and tempted.
more “Hiking the Cerna Ridge”