The Rookie Blessed Adventure (6): Scooping Stars
July 12, 2001
We arrived at Chikanishing River for canoe launch at about 11AM. Our route would be Georgian Bay and then Collins Inlet. From my fellow campers I knew that Georgian Bay usually offered sea-like big waves. So, I expected that I would soon feel her famous buoying touch. *smile* However, once we faced the open Georgian Bay, she looked so “calm”… she lulled us swiftly to Collins Inlet. Less than an hour later we had landed on the most eastern side of the biggest island in Collins Inlet. Collins’s water was not as clear as Killarney, and it dispersed “fish” odor. Mpok Cecil planned to go fishing, if we were lucky we’d have them for our dinner. *smile*
At the beginning, I’d like to have my tent built on the moss-covered rock, facing the eastern sky. Some of my fellow campers gave their suggestions: pick other place that’s protected from the wind and the rain. Considering my borrowed tent… Bang Jeha’s and Mpok Cecil’s “memorable honeymoon tent”… I went along with their advice. So, mine was close to our “kitchen” – a nice arrangement!
Soon after lunch, we took some pictures on this reddish rocky island. At a first glimpse I thought this land would have the same formation as the one we saw at Killarney and George Lake, i.e., granite. Well, to my delight it’s different… the series of black shiny mica, red feldspars, and white quartz formed a “line up” structure. To check whether it’s true, I asked for the map. Yes, we stood on the metamorphic rock, i.e., granitic gneiss. Tsk, tsk, tsk… Mother Earth surely engraved some interesting marks on this land. From North to South we’d find sedimentary rock, igneous rock, and metamorphic rock. Structurally, it also had an interesting geological structure with a series of NE-SW, EW, and NW-SE elongated lakes, rivers and ridges. It tempted me to look for its geological realm. *smile*
Mpok Cecil and Bang Jeha prepared for fishing. The girls were wandering around, probably preparing for their “show” tonight. Oom J wanted to look for tree trunk. I and Ayrin agreed to go with him. We canoed to the land across our island. While we hiked and look for fallen tree trunk and twigs we could see our tents… we took some more pictures. We got lots of wood here. All of us tried to have their turn to cut the big tree trunk. I fruitfully cut one of the big one, not less than 20cm in diameter, with our portable seesaw.
Though we got more than enough wood for a night, we still explored other areas. Further exploration led us to other campsite. Sadly, here we found a fresh cut pine tree trunk. *sigh* People are not supposed to cut trees, threw cans, and other non-degradable wastes, but we found all of them here. We also checked for their “box”. They have huge campfire… not good for the environment. Ayrin was tempted to write something on their “kitchen shelf”, Oom J gave some ideas, something like “don’t hurt the environment”, “please use wood wisely”, etc. However, we left this site as it was, carried with us more wood. Well, with so many loads the problem was how to get into the canoe. Climbed inside the canoe from the shore would make the canoe stuck… hm, so the smarty Oom J guided the canoe to the sloping rocks and one by one we climbed into our canoe.
On the way back, we stopped by the little island near our base camp… it’s a bit tricky to tie up our canoe. With bare feet we walked around. It’s so beautiful that Oom J thought about spending the night here if the weather permitted. *smile* Approaching our base camp, Mpok Cecil asked for help… her fishing hook was stuck. We “played around” with her fishing line. *smile* What a blest for all the fish there, otherwise Bang Jeha would hunt after them. *smile* Everybody was astonished at the loads of wood that we got. *smile*
Our dinner was really a healthy one: lentil soup as the main course and the pulp of fruit mix. Life was wonderful… after dinner we were entertained by Wita and Monic: “The Raindrop, with the Bird, the Bug and the Owl”. Afterwards, they announced the winner for tonite’s game. It was a tie between Cak and I. They tested us on how well we knew our fellow campers’ personalities. Here is the complete list: Bang Jeha “OK Boss”, Mpok Cecil “The Fishing Lady”, Ayrin “National Geographic bag”, Trisna “The ZZZZ Man”, Wita “Killarney hat”, Monic “ROM hat”, Oom J “The Camp Fireman”, Cak “Double Chocolate Fudge”, and I “Three-tier zipper pants”. The girls gave us another test… and I won it! The prize was a pack of Hershey’s chocolate cookie!
Because of Oom J, the fire would be ready for Bang Jeha’s contemplation (translated to Bahasa: ngelamun). I, Wita and Monic went to our special rock to plan for tomorrow’s performance. Isn’t life nice… canoeing, eating, hiking, eating, fishing, eating, contemplating, eating. *smile* When the girls said their good nights, we’re ready for our next show. No, no, it’s not adult entertainment. *wink, wink*
We laid down on the rocks, the cool wind swept our bodies. It’s strong, made it hard for the bugging mosquitoes. *smile* There, above was the vast night sky, our planetarium. Ayrin told and pointed to me the Milky Way, Venus, Cassiopea, etc. Then, began the real “show”: the shooting stars! You couldn’t hear the sound, but it sure looked like fireworks. These diamonds in the sky showed their reflection on the calm water… Could I scoop it for my tiara?
I recalled the Y2K, when people celebrated it with skeptic heart and grand fireworks. Right at 12 at night the fireworks began, from a small island near New Zealand to Sydney, to Beijing, Paris and New York. Can you imagine how it looked from there, the universe? Maybe it’s the same as the shooting stars we saw tonight.
Hither and thither we could see the “walking” stars ~~ satellites! We’re wondering how is it like there, a million or billion years of time. Are we the only “beings” in the whole universe? If so, how can we explain Stonehenge, or Inca Shrine? If so, how can we explain the same beaded culture among tribes in Africa, America and Borneo? Our civilization has evolved so far… from homo erectus to homo sapiens, from bronze age to digital age, from dinosaur roaming continents to satellite roaming skies, from hollering-wind-swaying-trees-rhythmic-waves-singing-wildlife to Mozart, Chopin, Beethoven, Louis Armstrong, Beatles, Queen, NSync, etc. How far can we go? Is it worthwhile to make us whole?
As I floated to my slumber, I prayed for a perfect day tomorrow… was it too naïve to ask for bright sky, blue water, childish laughter, and… a Northern Light?
If I may, I want to love You plainly
with frothy-free words
with crystal clear heart
with humble respect
I want to love You as a friend
So I can tell all my secrets
to share my joyful laugh
and also my heartrending tears
I want to love You as a sweetheart
So I can unleash my sick yearning heart
to outpour my dream
and also my jealous heart
I want to love You as a servant
So I can put all my trouble in Your hands
I can harbor all my worries and restlessness
looking for shelter and protection
If I may, let me love You as I am,
simply as I am…
(from my friend ESH)
Next episode: The Serene Soliloquy (July 13, 2001)