I find it hard to believe that yesterday I almost had second thoughts about Mount Benson. It will be too icy and dangerous, I told myself.
And then I said to me (me, I said) No – you said you would go and you are going to do what you said you would.
I am so glad I listened. It turned out to be the most enjoyable Ramblers hike I’ve been on. It was just John and Mo and me – and yes it was icy and slippery but it was also wonderful. We took our time up the climber’s route – enjoying the blue skies and sunshine. It was just the three of us. Everyone else can go the straight-up route. They don’t know what they’re missing. Yes – this route takes a lot longer but it’s way prettier, has views for ages, and involves a long ridge walk.
We talked and laughed and took lots of photos. At the top, we had lunch while basking in the sun, just out of the wind and then headed back down the Tse-Tsux-Tun route(spelling?).
It was utterly glorious in its entirety.
What more is there to say?
Well, I came home to a lovely hot bubble bath and then looked at Facebook and took in some of the Covid-19 panic.
Deep breath. I will be sensible – distance myself socially, wash my hands, not stockpile stuff, go outside, and live my life with joy and gusto.
But if we ever needed to know something about humankind, we now know it well. There are horrible, selfish people out there. If we ever hit a genuine crisis – people will kill for the toilet paper, not just fight for it. Compassion? Love? Empathy? Not if we’re short on TP.
And some people are hoarding it and making a profit.
My faith in mankind – gone.