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I'm not John Steinbeck and Tucker is certainly no Charley. But after our first year together travelling over 14,000 miles, criss-crossing America, hitting 17 states, I thought it was about time we started documenting our adventures.

This is 40... (Part II)

10/29/2017

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Avoiding the crowds, Tucker and I went to a place we didn’t think anyone would pick out of a guidebook based on its name: Fryingpan Mountain. The crowds were a couple miles away at Mount Pisgah (perhaps because people liked their mountains to have Biblical names rather than being named after kitchenware), but alas what is in a name?
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Of course finding the trailhead wasn’t an easy task for me. But like with the road of life, a wrong turn is seldom completely wrong. Although it wasn’t the campground I had been seeking, the parking lot afforded us this spectacular view.
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Down the road a couple more miles, I turned into the campground and asked the ranger where I’d find the trail. He pointed to the sign ten yards away. Ah-ha. Too far or too close, and I lose sight.
Tucker and I trekked through forest and meadow for two miles, enjoying the serenity of just being with nature. Today I got the best of both of my favorite locations: the autumn leaves of New England, and the rolling fog of the San Francisco Bay area. The fog rolled across the trail, taking no heed to our existence, as if having a mind of its own, meandering on its way to some event we were not invited to.
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As we came down off the hill, we found the parking lot where most people parked in order to get to the lookout tower. It seems a common occurrence for Tucker and me that we always take the long way around to our destination. But that’s because our destination is the hike itself, not an actual point on the trail—so the longer the hike, the longer we are right where we want to be.
As we reached the peak, a straight up hike reminiscent of Dante’s Peak in Griffith Park, most of the fog had passed through. The clouds lifted  slightly, and the world around us became visible as if the mists of Avalon had parted to reveal the mystical land.
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The tower itself was off limits to dogs. (Not that that stopped some people.) I watched a young woman go up with her Bassett hound on a retractable leash. The stairs swayed beneath them, and I could hear the terror start to rise in her nervous laughter. “Okay, I’m getting nervous. Come back!” she yelled to her dog who had no qualms racing up the unprotected staircase. One mis-step, and she would have gone through the space between the stairs and fallen to the ground below. They returned safely, and I asked the dogless couple behind them, “Is going to the top even worth it?”
“No. It’s still just fog. One or two levels up is a great, but anything beyond that and you’re in the clouds.”
And so Tucker and I went one flight up, Tucker safely right in front of me. I felt the sway of the staircase and was more than content to enjoy the view from the first landing. On this side of the mountain, the mists still kept the landscape backstage, behind its curtain.
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The sun peeked out from between the clouds, casting a light show on the mountains and valleys.

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​The colors weren’t as vibrant as they would have been in the sunshine, but the cloud cover added a mystical element to the view. And really, seeing this makes me just as happy:
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My boy’s smile lights up my life.
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The journey downhill afforded us a few more glimpses of the mountains in the distance as the clouds lifted and separated, allowing the sunlight to dance across the peaks and valleys.
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Tucker and I spent the evening back at the schoolhouse, filled with its history and spirits and stories. While I spoke with friends and made dinner, Tucker took to his favorite spot: right in front of the fireplace. It appears a working gas fireplace might be an order back in our California abode--even if it only gets used four days out of the year when it's below 50 degrees.
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My fortieth birthday wasn’t like any of my friends’. There was no big party, no gathering at a restaurant, no big surprise, no charity event, no day at the spa or Broadway show. It was me: spending the weekend with my dog, in the woods, writing stories.

As I looked out at the glory of Nature’s season this weekend, it finally hit me why I'm so attached to it. It's not just because I began life at this time. It's not just because the first thing my olfactory nerves sensed on this planet was the smell of autumn leaves. It’s because Fall is the ultimate crossroads.

I am at the campground host at the crossroads of life—for many people and dogs, I greet and spend time with them as they chose which path to take next. The changing of the leaves is Nature’s greatest transition, her most prominent crossroads. This is where and when she shows how it all comes together—past and future. The leaves that sprout in springtime come to maturity in the summer, acting as solar panels, soaking in nutrients for the trees. But as the earth shies away from the sun, the kiss of frost upon the leaves transforms them into a brilliant blanket of color across the hillsides. They give one final performance against the skyline before they take the next step of their journey. As the winter winds start to blow, the leaves take their bow and fall to earth.

But it’s not over. Fall is not the end of a leaf's story. They cover the earth, the earth with seeds of the next generation buried deep. The leaves protect the hope of the next year, covering them in the earth from the cold and wind, snow and freezing temperatures. Their glossy colors dull only slightly, but their purpose and their journey continues.
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Autumn isn’t the end of the journey. It’s the crossroads: a beautiful, brilliant crossroads where form and function shift while the heart remains the same. It reminds us that change isn’t scary; change is majestic and magical. Whether it’s a change of season, or the passing of a year in life, there is nothing to fear. Because we all live on, our purpose changing over time, but our heart remaining the same, blowing in the winds of time to the next place we’re needed.
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