A walk in the park
On Saturday morning I woke up at 6am again. This time it was not a summons to help but to trek. Trek 11km round Mac Ritchie.
Why not run like a real man? I find walking more gentle on the knees and heart and mind. I get to talk and fellowship. I get to notice things around me: the breeze, the rustling of leaves, the incessant come- hither of cicadas, the calm waters, the chatter of women and monkeys (nothing intended with juxtaposition), the perspiration on my forehead. The forest even becomes a sanctuary of worship and inner silence at times.
Ten of us went, a mixed bunch, tennis group plus wives and other friends. We started at 7.30am and completed the trek including the treetop walk at 10.50 am. After the long endurance walk and burnt calories, we rewarded ourselves with a modest lunch at the nearby Adam Road hawker center. I ate assam fish and two vegetables and found it was too spicy for my taste but the teh alia was good.
I needed all that carbo to replace the strength and energy I lost trying to save a tree from drowning. Its huge branch was about to collapse into the reservoir but thankfully I was there to lift it up and put it on some support. There were ten of us on the trek but nobody helped me as we were separated. Only four were there with me when it happened but they were more interested in taking photos as you can see below. 
Meanwhile pastor kenny continues to “hold up tree branches”at http://www.wrpf.sg
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