And we all fall down

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A long, hot, wet, and muddy trek to Tralala and home again yesterday. Four of us made the journey and four of us came back so I’d call that a success. One particularly steep and slippery downhill took the feet out from each of us, but other than some mud on our clothes and some wounded pride, we emerged from the fall unscathed. Here are the photos from our adventure:

We had my driver take us from Barretto to the end of the road in Gordon Heights. From there we commenced climbing. Once we reached our destination of Tralala we turned around and marched back along the ridgeline to Barretto. Around 12K for me.
The first of many, many stair steps.
They just kept going and going…
…and going!
The Candyman’s first recipient…
I’m huffing and puffing my way up and when I look behind me this old woman is looking at me like “Seriously? Try it with this heavy basket balanced on your head!”
This sign greeted us at the top of the stairs, but we still had some climbing to do on the trail to the top.
Harry, Scott, and Troy catch their breath before we continue onward and upward.
A ways to go yet…
Nice mountain views though…
About the time we made it to the top the sky opened up and the rain fell down. We were already drenched in sweat so it was more refreshing than irritating. Well, it did make the walking a tad more treacherous…
We took refuge for a bit at this old church building. There are no roads at all leading up to Tralala. The labor involved in building this in the middle of nowhere is mind-boggling. Every brick and stick came up on someone’s back.
Let’s head home!
A comparatively easy and pleasant walk when you are on top of the ridge.
And I don’t recall a finer view than this one.
Alright, time to move out and find our way down.
Steady as she goes! The mud was slicker than warm dog shit. A tad further down the trail we all found ourselves on our ass.
It was a fine day of hiking nevertheless.

On the way back to my house I popped into Sit-n-Bull where I enjoyed some chicken wings and coleslaw for a late lunch. Beers at “Goman’s” for my Friday evening treat. And some online chat with Jessa that made me do some thinking about where the future might be leading. But here I am, stuck in the present so I’ll have to wait to find out I suppose.

Such is life.

Pretty much.


Slip slidin’ away
Slip slidin’ away
You know the nearer your destination
The more you’re slip slidin’ away

I know a man, he came from my home town
He wore his passion for his woman like a thorny crown
He said “Delores, I live in fear
My love for you is so overpowering
I’m afraid that I will disappear”

Slip slidin’ away
Slip slidin’ away
You know the nearer your destination
The more you’re slip slidin’ away

I know a woman, became a wife
These are the very words she uses to describe her life
She said “A good day ain’t got not rain”
She said “A bad day’s when I lie in bed
And I think of things that might have been”

Slip slidin’ away
Slip slidin’ away
You know the nearer your destination
The more you’re slip slidin’ away

And I know a father who had a son
He longed to tell him all the reasons for the things he had done
He came a long way just to explain
He kissed his boy as he lay sleeping
Then he turned around and he headed home again

Slip slidin’ away
Slip slidin’ away
You know the nearer your destination
The more you’re slip slidin’ away

God only knows, God makes his plan
The information’s unavailable to the mortal man
We’re working our jobs, collect our pay
Believe we’re gliding down the highway
When in fact we’re slip slidin’ away

Slip slidin’ away
Slip slidin’ away
You know the nearer your destination
The more you’re slip slidin’ away
Slip slidin’ away
Slip slidin’ away
You know the nearer your destination
The more you’re slip slidin’ away

5 thoughts on “And we all fall down”

  1. Impressive views of an impressive hike! You guys are all beasts! (I mean that in a positive way.)

    “And I don’t recall a finer view than this one.”

    You could also say that about the photo that immediately follows it. Quite a beautiful country. Take away the heat and humidity, and I’d love to at least visit.

  3. Thanks, guys. It was a good day.

    Kev, you should come for a visit so I can show you around. After rainy season ends it is almost pleasant–lower humidity and not as hot. So think October-January or so…

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