Let’s continue the delightful examination of the green-white-black pre-Fall landscape of Indiana.
Once in a while it overcomes me and I want to be able to look around. Unfortunately, most of the Midwest of the USA has no mountain peaks to climb, so one is pretty much limited to a horizontal, 2-dimensional perspective.
This gets worse in Clifty Falls State Park, where the main (and most exciting) option is down. At the bottom, one can only walk along the creek, and is reduced to a 1-dimensional perspective. There are traces from a still existing outside world, mostly in the form of large boulders.
We do not ask what’s underneath. And yes, there is life, if given time.
Thoughts about a way out seem preposterous. How dare we think about an up when there is only forward?
So, instead of the longed for outlook I had another look inward, reducing everything to the very next step. There are many ways rinse oneself.