Thursday, March 9, 2017

Gunhill Road- My Sacred Space.

A space that is sacred to me is Gunhill Road. Now I know my dad always tells me not to talk about our hunting spots, but roughly assuming not many of you know the location of this spotm nor are too interested in the sport I consider hunting game, I will write about it anyways. I understand the differences of opinion and controversy this topic brings, however, I just want to express how the location is sacred to me...

To get to my blind on Gunhill Road is an exhilarating four mile uphill, rocky hike- this alone takes dedication. When hiking the mountain it's almost as if I'm at one with the mountain; I say this because all of my senses are stimulating and sharp.  I feel, see, smell, etc. everything at once...all within myself. Every aesthetic quality within the mountain- above the mountain, behind, in front of; all around the mountain, composes a sprightliness manner within me. The adrenaline rush with every sound of movement in the woods around me is almost my only way of forgetting about everything that is not in that moment.

My favorite experience on Gunhill Road would have to be the first time my dad told me he was proud of me with tears in his eyes. Now, I won't go into detail out of the respect I have for the opinions of others, but I got my first deer on this mountain. I was sitting in the blind with my father; my best friend. There is no amount of words that could really justify the excitement and the bond between father and daughter this activity, and this sacred space can bring. The hunting experience is truly incomparable to anything else.

I am able to find peace on Gunhill Road. Although all of the sense are put to work, there are many times where I find my mind wandering to the simple aspects of my life. Most times, Gunhill Road is my home away from home. I have always possessed reverence for Nature due to the amount of time I have spent within Nature all throughout my childhood and even now. All of the time I have spent on Gunhill Road cannot really be accounted for. What I mean by this is that I get lost in time... In this space, time is merely separated by day and night- light and dark.

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