I took to walking in the Chagrin Metropark Reservation with a friend late Saturday night. It was a hike of intensity, probably lasting about 3 hours and 10+miles, in motion most of the time. Chagrin is a beautiful location if you've never been there. It is worth many walks!
One question posed: Why is it, given the mystery and solemnity of night in nature, that we close off these parks during nighttime? There is a certain feeling of a kind of late walk, unencumbered by the exhaustive sounds of vehicles and urbanized life in the background. When and while those begin to slow, nature begins to grow on you
It feels much more purposed. Finding your way amidst the darkness is more challenging. It forces introspection. Yet we did not see another soul walking the park. This leads me further to believe that the greatest experiences are often right in front of us; very many just choose to ignore them and walk beaten paths or the snow already impressed upon by other feet. To maintain sanity, though, you do have to break from time to time
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