Utah #37
Getting prepared to leave….
We’ve been in this lovely spot, just content. There is nobody around to impose on us. The weather is pleasant, blue skies are above the canopy of the local trees. No bramble, just grass and pine needles to walk comfortably upon with naked feet, no threats, no concerns. We are living with no clothing needs, not even shoes in camp, or to stroll down the two track trail that leads off to the main road. We call it the “main road,” but it is only a sometimes graded walkway that ultimately, in five days, we see only three cars drive by, once as they pass and once as they leave.
A walk seems right once or twice a day, sometimes short through the forest. Sometimes we’ll gather up a couple of bottles of water and walk further in our moccasin-like toe shoes. During the longer walks, we’ll have a cover-up tucked under a shoulder strap. The covering may or may not be wise, but just in case. It is just something for sun protection, to sit down upon, or the off chance, actually nil, that someone might drive by and be a problem. I could suppose in an emergency, it might be a warm covering, or a tourniquet. It might be something to distract, or armor against wild beast attack. It might be wetted to cool, or clean a wound, or brush off dust, or mud. It might be many things, but in all likelihood, being natural and vulnerable, naked in nature is none of those experiences and a piece of cloth can be done without.
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