A Great Day (hike) and a Tough Night
By Peter
Wild Flowers Along the Trail |
Last weekend I snuck off on a half-day hike/trail run while
Ashley, Perrin, and Carly were off on a bicycle ride to a local temple. I get such pleasure from hiking, both with
family and friends, and, as was the case on this hike, alone. As my time was limited, I kept the hike very
local and accessed the trail via the MRT (subway) and a 10-minute
taxi-ride. The trail is popular because
it runs along a stream and passes by a small temple that is literally built into
a cliff. The stream cascades gently next
to the temple enhancing the view (and the slipperiness of the steps!). Apparently, after a heavy rain, the stream
transforms into a gushing waterfall and turns the usually tranquil temple
environment into a scene of wild movement and energy: like the small brooks
around Norwich during Irene!
銀河洞 "Silver Stream Cave" Temple |
After passing by the small temple, the main trail takes the
hiker quickly to a series of tea plantations that reside on the outskirts of
Taipei. The trail is, in typical Taiwan fashion, paved with steps most of the way but a small offshoot from the main
trail promised a wilder, less manicured hike.
I promptly took the smaller trail to see where it would take me and, as
is often the case when I take the “one less traveled by,” was rewarded with a
fantastic hiking experience full of views and interesting jungle scenes. I quickly lost track of time and neglected to
stop for a rest until I was more than an hour out and standing on a small peak
called “Number 16 Peak.” It was only at
this time that I realized that in my haste to get onto the trail, I had
neglected to actually bring the water bottle that I had filled for the hike. I made a mental note to share a laugh with Perrin
and Carly after the hike since, as they will confirm, I am a fanatic about being
hydrated. Whenever one of them
complains about pretty much anything, I ask them if they have had enough
water.
Another two hours and 8 miles later, I finally descended
through the tea plantations in Muzha where I was able to purchase a
couple bottles of water and hail a taxi to take me back to the MRT and finally
home. I was pleased, and somewhat
amazed, that I seemed to suffer no negative impact from going too long without
water and made a mental note not to be such a stickler with the kids about
their daily intake of water in the future.
Fast forward to that evening...
The headache began around 10pm and by 10:30pm I was in bed
and in agony. The shakes began around an
hour later, which commenced an internal debate between the adults of the family
on whether or not to go to the hospital.
Given my condition, it was really a one-sided debate and it struck us
later how frightening it is to be sick and vulnerable in a different country
with a different language. Our Chinese
has improved considerably since we arrived seven weeks ago, but we would still
be pretty much illiterate in a Taiwanese hospital. A small sampling of the questions we asked
ourselves included: What hospital should we go to? Should we call the doctor on call at White
River Family Practice? When do we wake
up the kids so that they can come to the hospital with us? It’s now 1:00am, should we wake up the
neighbor? Again, Ashley was asking these
questions, I was pretty much useless and both embarrassed and frightened by my
condition.
We ended up calling a doctor in the US affiliated with the
medical evacuation insurance we purchased prior to our departure. They felt I should go to the hospital and
recommended two hospitals in Taipei – advice that we ignored but appreciated
nonetheless. Instead I crawled back into bed and waited it out, hopeful that I
was just suffering from dehydration and not something like Meningitis or Dengue
Fever.
Thankfully, after a few hours, my condition improved a bit
and by morning I was exhausted but feeling semi-human again.
The take-away? Being
a fanatic about hydration might not be a bad thing after all!
View From the Temple (still waiting for enlightenment!) |
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