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Alone in the Desert


simplybill

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Shortly after moving to Salt Lake City in the mid-1970s I awoke one morning, threw some gear in my backpack, drove six hours south to Arches National Park and headed off into the desert.

Arches is a world so different from our everyday lives that you can’t help but feel as though you’re standing on Mars: towering red pinnacles riddled with sandstone arches; a desert floor of fine, red sand that imprints permanent red stains on your white tee-shirts and socks; and skies so clear and so deep-blue that you want to cry like that guy on YouTube who saw a double-rainbow.

The Viewing Area and some easy hiking trails are near the park entrance, but I wanted wilderness: I hiked deep into the 120 square miles of pristine desert that stretches to the faraway horizon. I followed the narrow trail that leads from the rocks to the flatlands, and then I kept on going: I hiked until just before sundown, and set up camp as the stars began to appear in a perfect dome of sky above me.

I didn’t have a tent, because it rarely rains in the desert, and mosquitoes are almost non-existent in the dry air. I found a flat area, moved a few rocks, and rolled out my sleeping bag. I sat down and ate some snack food, drank some water from my canteen, and then stretched out on my sleeping bag. The fading sunlight had long ago disappeared, and now the starlight from a billion galaxies cast a pale, eerie glow across the desert. I felt tiny, like a speck of dust in a vast universe, all alone and surrounded by deep silence. It was a kind of beauty that I’d never experienced before.

But then something unexpected happened: high above me, in the darkness between the stars, I saw the clearance lights of an airplane moving silently across the sky. I felt mesmerized, and my gaze became fixated on those faraway lights.

I thought to myself, “Wow, there are people in that plane.” I pictured the dim lighting in the airplane cabin, flight attendants serving drinks, and smiling passengers chatting with one another.

I began to realize where I was: alone in the wilderness, miles from civilization, far away from friends and family and strangers on the street, and waitresses in restaurants and the mailman who delivers the mail; and right then, like a bolt of lightning, I discovered a new emotion: I felt lonely. It wasn’t the loneliness that we feel in our normal everyday lives, where we can pick up a phone and call a friend. This was an abyss of ‘aloneness’ that went deep into my soul.

I began to feel desperate. I wanted so badly to see another person that I rolled up my sleeping bag, threw everything into my backpack, and began hiking across the desert in the darkness. Whatever the cost, I was determined to talk to another person…. I would hike back to the parking lot, jump in my car, and find a convenience store or a late-night restaurant and talk to someone, anyone…

….but I couldn’t find the trail. In the darkness everything blended together, a jumble of sand and rocks. I walked back and forth, up into the rocks and back down, feeling panicked and alone.

I finally gave up. I went back into the desert, rolled out my sleeping bag, and drifted off to sleep.

The sun arose in the morning, and I was okay again. The beauty of the desert and the warmth of the sun drives away the darkness on the inside as well as the outside. I took my time hiking back out, stopped to take a few pictures, and felt happy to be surrounded by nature.

Now, 40 years later, I’m planning another trip to the desert, to the same spot, but this time for three days. I’ve learned a few things, and I know what to expect. And I think to myself, “What a wonderful world”.

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Thanks for sharing this well written, descriptive and interesting insight into a recent episode in your life.

It's clear that you have a lot of harmony, appreciation and good observation skills.  You don't say how the deer shooting affects you but maybe you see it as something that just happens.  Hopefully the deer numbers are not too depleted by the culling.

I was a little surprised by your sudden declaration of the despair from newly found loneliness!  That must have been alarming.  Maybe it came about from remembering what it felt like to socialise?   I am a semi recluse (by choice) and have become accustomed to not socialising.  Thereagain, I go to places like (today) a bakery/cafe.  I sat at a table, sipping excellent hot chocolate and doing a crossword whilst, either side of me, people were talking and socialising.  It felt odd and somewhat alienating. 

Xmas means very little to me but it hallmarks family reunions and for those who cannot do so, an uncomfortable emptiness.  My mother died last November and my sister tore the family unit apart (we have a brother) with her financial greed.  This year I am turning a negative day into a positive and volunteering to help out in a nearby care home, giving the residents xmas lunch.  It's wonderful to be of service and a kind of healing.

I resonate with what you say with it being a wonderful world.  I have only to sit quietly in my naturalistic garden to enter this state of bliss.  color.gif

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Hi Sees - I too feel kind of sad in hunting season, because I feed the deer year-round with salt and corn. It may sound silly, but living here this rural area, I sometimes feel like the wild critters are my friends. But, the Department of Natural Resources keeps a close eye on the deer population, and they only release enough licenses each year so the deer population doesn't get to the point where they begin starving, or passing CWD (Chronic Wasting Disease) between each other. So, although it seems like harsh measures, the remaining deer stay healthy.

7 minutes ago, sees said:

I was a little surprised by your sudden declaration of the despair from newly found loneliness!  That must have been alarming. 

I was surprised too! Lol. I'd never experienced that level of loneliness, and it certainly was alarming. However, having already experienced it, I feel much more confident going into the wilderness by myself and knowing I can deal with whatever happens.

And, like you, I'm experiencing the alienation of family that seems inevitable after our parents are gone. I think it happens to every family, to some degree. I have two different friends whose families were always close and full of love that feel as though the 'ties that bind' have been loosened. and of course it's much more difficult when a renegade family member makes it even worse. We still have our family reunions and holiday dinners, and in some ways the 'the new normal' is good also.  

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