On a hike,
I come upon a tree
Raised up on its roots,
As if in mid-stride --
A long, cartoonish stride
That stretches across the trail.
But the tree doesn't stir --
No matter how quietly I wait;
No matter how long I wait.
Oh, how I wish to catch the tree
As it flees.
high mountains:
sunrise hits snowcaps only;
in darkness & don't know it.
I came across a turbinate shell
While walking forest, glade, and dell.
With fingernail, I gave a tap
To learn if its tenant was in nap.
All of the above. Any of the above. And don’t forget “feet.” (A more specific answer requires knowing what country is being crossed. The plan of attack for crossing Singapore is much different than for crossing Russia.)
Hiking in the mountains (at most, low- to mid-VHE [Very High Elevation].) Wake at sunrise, walk, pitch camp before sunset.
Tiger Riding for Beginners 