Like old-fashioned carnival bumper-cars, or like lovers swept up in passion only to bitterly break apart, the pieces of our world have come together, separated and come together again.
I know well the Appalachian Mountains that span my country's eastern edge and continue into Canada. A continental collision eons ago thrust them up. But not until recently did I stop to think about the tectonic partner, the spurned spouse in this titanic clash.
It is, of course, Europe. And so, it makes geological sense that a range of mountains spans western Europe, north to south, from Scotland all the way through Spain and even into Morocco, Africa. They are the trans-Atlantic reflection of the American Appalachians -- the eastern consequence of the crash.
Now I read that some enthusiastic folk are planning to expand one of our country's great ideas, the Appalachian Trail, across the Atlantic and down the spine of those European mountains.
Very neat.
http://www.forbes.com/feeds/ap/2010/06/07/general-international-appalachian-trail_7665369.html?boxes=Homepagebusinessnews
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Trekking through time
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Fascinating and amusing. That would really be a long distance trail. Perhaps the world's first intercontinental trail?
I believe it would be, LGS.
I love my little garden, my home library stocked with the great minds of history, and of course, my Beloved.
But there is a part of me that longs to strap on a pack and just walk and walk and walk for months and years, until I reach the other side of the world.
(Recognizing, of course, that a boat or plane would be necessary for portions of the hike).
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