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Story time: Two worlds

 This time my gravel ride took me fairly deep into forest. The ride was only around 60 kilometres long, but most of it was ridden in very small forest roads deep in the wilderness.

Kona Rove AL SE

Weather was cold and very damp. I started thinking that I should find some place to make a campfire. I kind of knew that this area had lean-to shelters here and there.

Wisdom of age

While riding deeper and deeper into the forest I saw group of big stones and rocks. It looked interesting. It looked wild. It reminded me how young mankind really is compared to these stones thrown around by ice sheet thousands and thousands years ago. We should never forget how bloody small and young we are. Mankind must respect things older than itself.

Ancient stones and rocks

Left behind

I left my bicycle for a while and went exploring the forest around the stones. I had a feeling I might find something interesting and I truly did. There was an old campsite. Just wondering what's the story behind it? There are no visible trails leading to it. No signs that it has been used for at least a decade. Who build it? Clearly someone did go through trouble to build it.

Old campsite

After exploring for a while I started riding again. The road, well hardly a road, was beautiful. However it was clear that I was heading back to "civilisation" as I heard humans talking somewhere. It also means there must be a campsite near by! 

Gravel road

Warmth of the fire

It did not took long for me to notice a wooden sign that said there's a lean-to shelter with a fire place near by. I went there hoping that it would be only me so I could cook some food just by myself. I was lucky! There was nobody around, the forest was silent. I was alone. The cuckoo was cuckooing somewhere not too far from the shelter. I made a fire.


It's amazing how good a campfire can feel when it's cold and damp. It nourishes you. There's something so very primitive in that feeling. It's like for a split second you're back in your ancestors body surviving and living as a part of the nature. You're alive.

Torn between worlds

While sitting by the fire I can hear sounds from two worlds. Our human world. Cars, pet dogs parking, humans walking. Sounds that feel out of place. Then there's the other world. The old world. The world that was here before us. World so old it's almost impossible to understand. I can hear birds, something crawling in the grass near by and the wood burning. I can smell that the winter is coming. I can see all the colours of the autumn. All that feels like it's part of me.

Sometimes I can feel torn between these two worlds. I don't know where I belong. I don't know where I should be. Maybe they don't have to be separate worlds. Maybe there's just a wardrobe in between them.

Cheers,
Niko

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