The Winding Northward Road

by Rambling Writer


Day 24

Made it, ma!  Top of the world!

Well, not quite the WORLD.  It’s not THAT tall.  But I made it to the top of Foal Mountain!

Set out at my usual time, and around noon, reached a point where I couldn’t go any higher because there wasn’t any higher to go to.  Thought it’d be a bit more pointy; the summit’s kind of flat.  A little anticlimactic.

But the view.  Sweet Celestia, the VIEW.  I could see most of Equestria spread out below me.  From the edges of the Celestial Sea to the east to Canterlot’s mountain to the west (Canterlot itself is on the other side, so I couldn’t see that), I’ve never been able to see so much at one time.  I could even see the Crystal Palace to the north; it was a bit hazy, but the Palace itself is shiny and that poked through the glare.  Sadly, I could not see my house from there.

Day was surprisingly clear, too.  I thought there’d be a few clouds, but couldn’t see any.  My view was pretty much unobstructed.  Is the weather synched up everywhere in Equestria?  Don’t think so, that’d be inefficient, but you’d think I’d at least see the shadow of a rainstorm or something.  Maybe I just got lucky.

Started heading down after about half an hour.  Beautiful, but not much else.  Getting into warmer areas again, and thank heavens, because it is COLD up there.  Was following a stream, quickly turned into a river.  Not exactly wide, but very fast.

Less than an hour ago, I almost went over a cliff when I wasn’t paying much attention.  River led straight to it and became a waterfall.  The cliff was very steep, almost vertical.  Took a short hike away from the waterfall to find a place that was a bit less steep.  Tried climbing down it there, but partway down, I slipped and fell a good fifteen feet.  Hurt a lot; I’m still sore from it.  Tested that nothing was broken (it wasn’t), then trotted back to the river.  Turns out, I wasn’t at the bottom of the waterfall just yet; the waterfall was moving so fast it’d carved out a little gorge through my little shelf.  I followed the gorge a short ways, but quickly came upon the rest of the drop.  Still a good distance down to wider ground.

Since I was still aching from my fall down the cliff, I decided to just camp out here, since there’s not much time left in the day anyway.  It’s getting dark as I write this, but only because the mountains are blocking the sunset.  Wonder what it’d be like to live in a place that’s so deep it barely gets any light at all.  Of course, why would you live there in the first place?  Probably not for the view.

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At the world’s to summit,
Everything below y
All the places below you
Look like th
Seem to be a map.  (Of course they do, that’s the point of maps.)
Spread out like water.

Feh.  All right, but I’m not really feeling it.  (Also, I hope it’s ev-ree-thing and not ev-er-ee-thing, or else I just rewrote a line for nothing.)  It’ll do for tonight, but only because I feel like I’ve hit a creative brick wall.