Script ~ A Walk in the Woods

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Returning to the U.S. after 20 years in England, Iowa native Bryson decided to reconnect with his mother country by hiking the length of the 2100-mile Appalachian Trail.

The result is his book, A Walk in the Woods.

Bill Bryson's walk in the woods served to ease his adjustment back to this country and to a new era in his life.

Jim and I took our own walk in the woods, and, like Bryson's, it signifies a new era in my life. My life will never be the same again!

After our late-ish breakfast, we played some Dominoes, and then had a leisurely lunch with my parents. After a game of Dominoes with them, Jim and I took advantage of the sunny day to go for a walk. Rain had thwarted us at Christmastime, when we were headed up Snow Hollow, so we set out again six weeks later.

Going down the road a quarter mile, we turned into what used to be a farm road by an old corncrib and kept walking, heading up into the woods. There's a clearing by the spring-fed stream where my parents sometimes have cookouts. We kept going to the top of the ridge to the property line which runs roughly parallel to the road. Looking down the other side of the ridge, we could see the houses in that hollow.

We scrambled up the steep hillside (with no trail) to the top of a higher ridge which is the highest hill visible across the road from my parents'.

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