Monday, 31 October 2011

Aching Feet

Hi everyone,

So I just wanted to let you know that I made it! I arrived in Point Edward at my Nana's house around 4:15pm on Sunday October 30th. The last day of my pilgrimage was easily the most daunting, both physically and mentally. I will be posting relevant information on the blog in some consequent posts. Just wanted to update the status to completed.

I would say that it was made safely, but that would be a lie. I greatly underestimated the arduousness of the journey and my body is not in a very functional state right now. My feet are in miserable shape, covered in blisters and they were bleeding by the time I arrived in Point Edward. The pain paled in comparison to the mental barriers I passed along the way and everything was made acceptable upon my arrival.

Feet after cleaning...they were bloody before
I walked roughly 30 kilometers a day in 6 hour stretches with one 15 minute break on the first two days. The third day was made in one straight shot because I was fearful that any sort of break would alter my momentum and I would not have been able to finish. Overall, the ordeal was worth it, as I was able to finally have time to visit with my grandmother.

More to come shortly.
Much love

Thursday, 27 October 2011

Initial Jitters

So I've decided that for my final walk I will be making a pilgrimage from my family home in Denfield Ontario, which is north of London to Point Edward, just beside Sarnia. The pilgrimage from my home to my destination will be roughly 90 km. It will take an estimated 18 hours of walking at a decent pace. The reason for this pilgrimage is to see my Nana. She was diagnosed with terminal cancer in the summer, and given months as an expected limit to her time left alive. While at school there is almost no time to go home let alone get to Sarnia to see her. Besides, my grandmother is quite stubborn and won't tell us much about her illness. I want to go and see her, potentially for the last time. Over the past few years at University I have grown increasingly distant from my grandparents, but I love them deeply and want them to know that. I doubt that Nana would condone this pilgrimage...in fact I imagine she would be opposed to it for safety reasons. But I am going to do this.

It is a frightening prospect in some ways, walking 90 kilometres in solitude along back roads so as to not get caught for hitchhiking accidentally. I don't necessarily think that people will understand why I am doing this, especially my own family. Pilgrimages are a personal matter. I want to do this for me, and I want to do this for Nana. I don't know what I will find on the way to Point Edward, and whether it will be good, bad, angering or painful. I might have life altering revelations or just end up with sore feet. Either way, this is something I must do and am both excited for and apprehensive about. As I sit here typing, my back is sore and I am just getting over a bad cold. Hopefully I can muster the strength to get through this pilgrimage to my goal. I can't wait to stand there at Nana's house on Michigan Ave. and tell her that I love her, and that the walk was worth every step.

Hiking Presentation and Reflection

I would firstly encourage you to take a look at my Prezi presentation which I presented in September. What follows is also my detailed response to the reading assignment.

http://prezi.com/217sea5jyw6l/the-truth-about-hiking/

Hiking


Hiking is an activity with a strong prominence in developed countries in North America and Europe mostly because of the prevalence of the "back to nature" movements in these areas. Hiking is also emerging in other places around the world, but the readings mostly focus on the regions mentioned before.

Hiking in forms reminiscent of those in practice today first emerged in Britain according to my readings. This story began with the Norman invasion in 1066, when the conquerors set aside massive tracts of land for private deer hunting. Ever since then there have been severe penalties for breaking land regulations and trespassing or poaching. After centuries, there was a group of privileged land owners ruling the land.  They dominated ownership of nearly all the land and began walking as a way of enjoying their assets. During the industrial revolution, floods of people migrated to the cities for the work and capitalist prospects that lie there. They soon realized the horrors of industrial city living, the squalor and densely populated living areas were suffocating. People began to yearn for open spaces of the past, and so they began to wandering in the country to escape their urban woes.

Politics. Different areas of the world have had unique experiences with hiking and its political ramifications. In many areas hiking has been much more political than people realize when first contemplating the subject. Suffice to say, my eyes were opened by the socialist and activistic aspects of this action of bodies in motion.

The Alps. Hiking politics here began with the Naturfreunde (Nature Friends), as an anti monarchist socialist movement advocating access to the mountain wilderness for working people. In the late 1800s and early 1900s there was a golden age of utopian groups, perhaps spurred on by growing interest in Marx's communism. These groups were often centred around the idea of walking and its uses as a tool for social change. These utopian groups were founded as oppositions to mainstream society and strongly advocated for recreational time and public access to the healing powers of nature. These ideals were largely dismantled by the Nazi regime in condemnation of socialist ideals. However, the Nazis did take the organization of these groups and use it for their own ends. Youth groups known as Wandervogels were later incorporated in to Nazi structures because they were an effective means of organizing young people in ways that were already in use and comfortably accepted by them. The ideals of the Wandergovels were exploited by the Nazis to control the minds of young people and subtly instill new belief systems. These sort of organized youth movements were also the basis of the Scouting organization, which was inspired and created mostly by Sir Baden Powell (more strict and militaristically regimented) and Canadian Ernest Thompson Seton ( the more holistic of the two, deeply interested in Native American skills and world views). Overall we see in the Alps regions a yearning for access to public spaces and an ensuing fight for these rights, followed by subsequent corruption of ideals and re appropriation of belief systems.


North America. In North America, the Sierra Club was a major force in creating green spaces for recreational purposes. It began as a small walking club with interests in the natural, untouched world. Walking in nature became virtuous to this group, a sort of righteous defence of the environment. The Sierra Club published authentic information about the areas they were most interested in as a way of raising public awareness of the ecological issues and to garner support for preservation efforts. The founder, John Muir, took a stand against anthropocentric views of nature and he strongly pushed for large areas of land being left wild and untouched. The only activity he would allow seemingly was human recreational activity meant to increase the cultural love of nature. The group was progressive in that it was very accepting of women and their status of equality. Women were not only allowed to join, but were treated with equity and slept outside, performed tasks with the others and hiked with the best of them. After it became clear that some hikers were abusing their rights of access by polluting, Muir advocated for protection of ecosystems from recreational degradation as well. The Sierra Club was the first major force of environmental protection in the United States, and truly made hiking into a political battle to save the environment. Areas were and are still pushed forward for recreational use, but also for sustainability and ecological protection. This is an effort I have learned about personally in classes regarding environmental issues stemming from tourism. One major issue persists to this day - equating love of nature with outdoor leisure activities. It turns out that hiking isn't a universally indicative characteristic of love of nature, in fact some hikers are selfish and damaging. We must see hiking as a culturally specific term, and as an activity it has been mainly enjoyed by middle class people with time and financial means to engage in it.


Britain. This is a country where walking has not been transformed into some other form of adventure; the only country that is as such. It has remained much as it began. Walking in Britain is indicative of a class war. Known widely as "rambling", it is immensely popular and borders on spirituality or even religion with the amount of cultural weight it carries. This is where the history of walking sprang out of inequality and class struggles. During the industrial revolution, residents of the cities needed cleaner more open spaces. However, most of the land in Britain was (and is) privately owned and forbidden to trespassing and general public access. So, many groups were formed to represent the working people and their desire for open spaces. Walking became a political action about trespassing for the sake of breaking down notions of private ownership over that which should rightfully be public space. The "rambling movement" took leadership over the struggle for access and mass trespassing put severe pressure on the government to change land laws. They were eventually successful in forcing the government to mandate landowners to prove that right-of-way did not exist rather than the public having to prove that it did. Proving that right-of-way does not exist is much more difficult and thus a major battle was won for the ramblers. I find it highly ironic that the recreational walking of people in Britain now historically stems from the practices of the aristocratic upper class of land owners. The rambler's actions ended up as an assault on the absolute right to private ownership of land. The struggle continues, but the British public is slowly gaining access to previously private land.


Hiking and the Environment. Walking takes place irrespective of borders and property lines. It is an antithetical statement to ownership and a socialist anti-capialist action. Long have nomadic peoples troubled the ideals of nationalism because they migrate as a lifestyle and observe no borders that determine where they can go.
Hiking does have many implications that many people forget in their heedless lust for physical activity and apparent love of wild spaces. Many papers have discussed the ecological side affects that hiking activities have, such as Lynn and Brown's 2003 paper about the effects of recreational hiking in natural areas. These findings aren't surprising to myself as a camper and hiker, I have had many years of seeing overused trails resulting in trail widening, trail erosion and muddiness accompanied by tree and plant damage, fire rings, and the ever present litter left carelessly beside paths. These symptoms of environmental degradation stem from the anthropocentric worldview that nature exists for our use and abuse, in this case through the acts of ecotourism. There must be an adoption of the mindset that nature is a blessing we are given, yes to be enjoyed, but also to be respected and treated with the utmost of care.

Enjoying the outdoors is something that I find exhilarating and that many hold close because of cultural ties. Hiking is a means by which to connect to our world in ways we cannot normally do in our day to day lives in cities. However, it has also proved to be an activity and a tool used for cultural and social change. We must respect this act and use it with care, but in an ecological and political sense.

Thanks,
Paul

List of Inspirational Walking Films

The Way Back***- group of prisoners from the Gulag Archipelago escape and walk 4000 miles to India

Lawrence of Arabia- British Officer in  Arabia who helps coordinate the Arab revolt against the Turks in WWI whilst dealing with his internal conflicts of loyalty. There are many arduous treks in this film.

"My Playground" documentary from class

Defiance- a group of Jews in Belarus try living in the woods to escape Nazism's death grip on Europe, but are forced out when they are discovered

The Edge- two men struggling to return home from a plane crash in Alaska whilst being chased by a Kodiak bear

Lord of the Rings- for those of you who have for some reason never heard of the story. Frodo the halfling must walk across Middle Earth and beyond his own known world of the Shire to bring the One Ring back to Mordor to be destroyed. This is the only place where it can be destroyed and once and for all defeat the seemingly immortal powers of Sauron.

Wizard of Oz

The Dark Crystal

The Neverending Story

Forrest Gump

Four Feathers

Otis and Milo- for the puppy and kitten lovers among you

The Road- a darker film about the post apocalyptic future. A man and his son must make it to the coast and follow the road to imagined safety.

The Book of Eli- similarly post apocalyptic to the Road, but with a more involved plotline.

This list is meant to be an ongoing compilation of films about walks, especially journeys of great importance.

A movie to check out

There is a film that I checked out a few months ago when I was working for the summer in landscaping. The piece is called "The Way Back", and came out in January 2011. It is a true story about a group of prisoners from the Gulag Archipelago in Siberia who manage to escape and actually walk south 4000 miles to get to India. This story illustrates the indomitable will of the group as they walk, often malnourished and thirsty through deserts, plains, mountains, swamps and beaches.

I found that this film was especially motivational for me in the context of our walking class because I knew that a pilgrimage was what I wanted for the final assignment. While nowhere near as daunting as the journey undertaken by these men and the woman they encounter along the way, I feel a deep connection to long walks and the purifying qualities that they possess.

Many of the group that began the journey did not make it all the way to the end of the road. Those that did were changed irrevocably by the trials they underwent along the way. They were put to the test and they survived; they were stronger people for it. This film is the one I will recommend most strongly to our class due to its arduous nature, but there is a list I am compiling of my favourite journey movies.

Wednesday, 12 October 2011

Cleansing Walk

Tonight I took a walk. As any of those who went outside this evening will know, it pissed rain. My original intent was to just get a breather from the stress of assignments at this point in the semester. However, what I received was more of a full body cleansing. I was outside for about half an hour, without a rain jacket or umbrella...not like they would have done much good with the torrent that took place. Its interesting how physical ordeals can leave you feeling refreshed and clean, with a new perspective on things. When I got back to my room, the feeling slowly returned to my numb and cold extremities. I went to work on the essay which was the original "final straw" that drove me outside. I found that everything fell into place and was finished within the hour.

Physical cleansing seems like a good enough reason in itself to go for a walk. Despite the shortness of my outing, I caught a glimpse of the positive aspects of a pilgrimage. The benefits come after you're finished. After the ordeal is complete you are left feeling new and somehow lighter.

At least that's how I felt.

Tuesday, 4 October 2011

A night lost in the woods

I just got home from a truly strange experience. I went into the arboretum tonight for a walk and my flashlight burnt out. I was far enough into an area I didn't know of to feel quite disoriented. I decided to keep walking without the light to try and get back home. Before long I was scrambling through the forest, with dense brush pulling at me from every side, scratching my face. I felt really lost in as small a forest as the arboretum...not a positive thing. Paranoia and fear were flooding through me for reasons I can't explain, my childhood fears had returned. I was afraid of the dark, like I always had been when I was younger. All the night sounds of the arboretum were permeating the air; the crush of falling branches distantly in the woods, the far off road and cars flying along on it, and many other imagined sounds joined in the dark atmosphere. It was strange for me to have such profound fear in such a controlled area, not really remote or wild in the least. Generally I don't admit my phobias, but I feel like it more reflective of the journey I took tonight in the forest.

I would like to say as well that I have been wandering at night with no lights before in the arboretum, but then there was a moon. Tonight is crisp, cool and clear, perfect for stargazing and getting hopelessly lost. Through the absence of the light of the moon, fearful emotions dominated this walk and stay with me as I write this before going to sleep.