Snowflakes and Fireswamps

You can have an adventure just about anywhere, even if you’re not looking for it. Today I went for a walk in the park and ended up in my very own version of The Princess Bride; not the kissing part, the fireswamp part. Here’s how my walk started out:

Pretty, right? Snowy pathways, leafy trees, all very benign. I took the path to the left, winding upwards into the thick woodlands. As I wandered deeper into the woods, I began to notice more and more branches lining the walkways:

I also noticed that said branches were not attached to trees. Hmm. A little further on, I began to hear loud cracks or popping noises (fireswamp, anyone?) and this happened:

Yhup, a flurry of branches broke free from their trees and plummeted noisily to the pathway right in front of me. But that was only the beginning:

I got quite adept at hearing the telltale cracks and backing up against the nearest tree trunk to make sure I was out of harm’s way. It’s amazing how quickly your survival instinct kicks in. Obviously at this point I had decided to cut short my idyllic woodland ramble and was heading back towards open spaces, but there were more surprises in store. A thundering snap sounded like a cannon shot which resulted in this:

…and an even louder one provided this:

That flurry of snow on the right hand side is the rest of the snow coming down from the tree as that branch (well, not really a branch so much as most of a tree) had literally just crashed down 5 feet in front of my face. Here’s what the remnant of the tree looked like:

Thankfully, I made it safely out of the fireswamp, now can we skip to the kissing part?

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About ailsapm

Hi there! I’m Ailsa Prideaux-Mooney. I’ve lived in many places, and travelled to many more. I had a lot of fun getting there and being there, wherever there happened to be at the time. I climbed a castle wall in Czesky Krumlov, abseiled down cliffs to go caving in the west of Ireland, slept on the beach in Paros, got chased by a swarm of bees in Vourvourou (ok that wasn’t fun, but it was exciting), learned flower arranging in Tokyo, found myself in the middle of a riot in Seoul, learned to snowboard in Salzburg, got lost in a labyrinth in Budapest and had my ice cream stolen by a gull in Cornwall. And I’m just getting started. If you’ve enjoyed what you’ve read so far, I’d love you to follow my travelogue - wheresmybackpack.com - and remember, anyone who tries to tell you it’s a small world hasn’t tried to see it all.
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8 Responses to Snowflakes and Fireswamps

  1. adventure happens by just being out in the world. Enjoy.

  2. What an amazing walk. Thanks for the pictures of the adventure

    • ailsapm says:

      Glad you enjoyed it, the bits of the park I managed to see whilst dodging falling branches was just lovely. Just read your latest post, I have a wall dedicated to post-it notes, it’s the only way to go 🙂

  3. bluebrightly says:

    Wow! Sometimes those branches do hurt people – glad you missed that! Being from NY, I’m wondering which park???

    • ailsapm says:

      It was Inwood Hill Park – the NY Parks Dept issued a warning to people to avoid most of the NY Parks that day – but they only issued the warning when I got home. I wonder if anyone got hit. It was actually kind of scary, I don’t mind admitting I was quite relieved when I made it out of the park that day!

  4. Great pics, but loved the story telling and the reference to one of my favorite movies “Princess Bride”

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