A beautiful occurrence during a rainstorm can be found in the woods. Take a seemingly temperate ancillary creek bed or the persuasion of a ditch, curious in location but otherwise innocuous. With rain brings them to life, their function suddenly apparent and stunningly simple. The normal still and patience of the woods, the chatter of squirrel activity, replaced with the collective notes of water navigating branches, fallen leaves, and rock-laden passageways known as reentrants. It’s this way with water.
Another occurrence you’ll find in the woods during a rainstorm is orienteering controls that were placed and carefully prepared before the rain. The lovely earth bank holding CP 12 is now a small pond. What of CP 8 you ask? It was placed across a gentle, beautiful, and meandering creek easily crossed by confident leap. Today, however, we find this creek busy ferrying the day’s rain and requiring its visitors to partake in what some would call wading.
Thank you to the adventurous souls who came to play in the woods today. When they arrived they carried a countenance steeped in thought, clothing choices, and the uncertainty of what lay ahead. When they finished the course, all bore a wide smile, a countenance flushing with “I just did that”, and tales regaling this seldom experienced beauty of a rainstorm in the woods.
