Hiking on Clove
Rain! When I was a kid, I hated hiking. The idea of climbing hills and sweating a lot in order to see a view that others had already seen didn't really appeal to me. But I changed and these days I like hiking. I like the peace of getting away from people, the joy of exertion that is rewarded by nice views and fresh breezes. I like the freedom of just walking, putting aside other cares for awhile. But hiking on Clove Island isn't always like that. Yes, it still involves sweat and hills, but peace and quiet? Maybe not. Awhile back, I went for a hike with a (white) friend. Our goal: the top of a big hill. Our outlook: positive. Our timeframe: I needed to be home midday to prepare for an English certificate ceremony. It was a trail I'd taken before, so we headed out without any local friends to guide us. We walked past the airport, then along the beach, and saw dark clouds over the hill we were about to climb-- oh no. Rain! Well, not to be deterred, we kept walking. Now on Clov...