The Ultimate Journey

The other day was the most perfect day.  Chippy, a man of many stories and experiences, decided to take me to Truman Track.  When he arrived at the volunteer house the sun tricked us into proceeding to drive up to the track.  However, once we got there was when it started to drizzle.  Typical West Coast weather, four seasons in one day.  Yet, that didn't stop our little wandering souls from telling us it was just going to pass over.  We set off with our Nikon and Canon dressed in rain jackets and gumboots.  We were almost to the beach when the clouds released heavy buckets of cold windy water.  We bolted for the first cave.  The wild ocean was finishing high tide and was starting to release itself back from land.  Right when the rain began to lighten, we made a run for it.  The pebbled beaches tugged at my hard working feet.  It was like running through quick sand.  We waited for the waves to crash and return before we threw our bodies up onto a minor cliff coated in black, slippery substance.  We were safe from the hungry ocean as we made our way up the boulders and through dark mud.  Gumboots were a good choice.  The rain found us again, forcing us to hurry over and under rocks and boulders, but I didn't care.  My blissful self was thriving off every part of this journey.  Another cave welcomed us with open arms.  It was as if the clouds were teasing us, wanting us to come out to play.  Then, once we thought we could sneak out of our hiding, the dark sky moved above and continued to drench us.  Yet, we continued on this amazing journey.  Every time I raised my body up and over boulders I was more and more amazed with what my wide eyes were seeing.  An optical orgasm just might sum it up.  And now for the ultimate finale... 

The dark clouds had now turned into a sweet lightness, drawing the curtains to release the sun at the most perfect time of day, nearly sunset.  The cliff we now planted our feet on cradled little pools of water that appeared too innocent to touch with dustings of a lime green moss clinging to the ancient cliffs.
So still.  Such a contrast from the hectic gusts of wind and rain we had so recently experienced.

My mind and soul were at peace from being fed this spectacular view.  It felt so pure.  I was speechless.