7 Apr


What do I want? Power! When do I want it? Now! This Sunday was a perfect sunny spring day in St. Louis, Missouri. Time to hit the trail again to train for my summer hike in the Dolomites. Last week I did two hours and I wanted to better that. Today I determined to head out the trail for 1 1/2 hours and then turn around and come home. Burnie (my dog) and I left the house at 10 A.M. It was cool and pleasant though the sun felt warm. As I walked I mentally checked out all my various body appendages. Left ankle feels a bit unstable. Noticing those shin splints. I hope they don’t get worse. Left hip aches and the joint is stiff. OK. Ready…set…go. The trail was busy with bikers, rollerbladers, families, other dog walkers. Burnie with his red hair got a lot of attention especially from the guys. The trail seemed long and it got longer as the sun became more intense. Burnie was panting hard as we walked. The giant power lines ran along the trail, and I couldn’t help wishing for an injection of that energy to keep me going. What I had was willpower. Our turnaround was a section of Clydesdale Park where the ground cover was just beginning to green up even though the trees were still bare. I started humming “Into the Woods to find a cow…” from Stephen Sondheim’s musical. The sun was getting to me. We found shade where we could, under a concrete overpass. Halfway back we found a seat at Ulysses S. Grant Historic Site. The lovely National Park ranger brought Burnie a bowl of water while we rested. Then we did the last leg of the journey. The last hour was hot and not fun. We arrived back at 1 P.M., three hours later. We had traveled seven miles. In Italy most of our days will comprise 6 to 8 miles of hiking, so right now I am on target. Those hikes in the Dolomites will be spread out over an 8-hour day, however, rather than compressed into a non-stop three hours. There will be time for lunch and gelato and taking photographs. My poor feet burn. They have to develop some callouses to make this less painful.

Finding a shady spot under an overpass.


Into the woods…no cows…


Passing the home of the Budweiser Clydesdales.




7 Responses to “Power”

  1. Photography Journal Blog April 10, 2013 at 11:48 am #

    I’d love to know where your starting point was and was there parking available there?

    • Rosemarie April 10, 2013 at 12:13 pm #

      I live about a half mile from the trailhead at Watson so I began the walk at my house. Then I headed south and I went as far as Clydesdale Park at Tesson Ferry Road in Mehlville. There is parking at Whitecliff Park in Crestwood off of Pardee Road, and there is also parking by Clydesdale Park off of Tesshire. I hope this helps.

      • Photography Journal Blog April 11, 2013 at 11:54 am #

        Yes, thank you. It looks like a nice spot and we like to bike. So I’ll look this up on a map. Thanks!

  2. Shirley Aschinger May 2, 2013 at 12:36 am #

    I’m in your beautiful blog – this will be fun to watch you afoot in Europe from my comfy desk chair. Shirley

  3. gpcox May 3, 2013 at 2:37 pm #

    OH, not fair – you know how to hit a soft spot – don’t you!?!

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