Saturday Hike # Uno

It was 5:45 am when we set out, the sky was just beginning to brighten but we still needed the head lamp until our eyes adjusted.  We tried to beat the fence surrounding the soccer-field-in-progress, but the fence won and we re-routed to take the way that others had made before us. That, however, did not stop us from barrelling through the middle of fields and goat pastures. No one in the surrounding village was awake as we stomped through soaken clay dirt, high wet grass and over inpenetrable fences made from dried thorn bushes; farmers, I think you can take some advice from these Haitians. We found a ridge and began to climb, the sun was coming up. We reached the summit in time to watch it bathe our school's campus, the rice fields below, and finally warm our skin as we surveyed what we had accomplished, and how to get back down in time for breakfast. 

We were estatic, proud of ourselves, awakened from our pre-dawn dreariness and ready for some coffee to attack hike # Duo.