My routine thus far in this location has consisted of jogging every morning to absorb as much fresh mountain air as possible before I venture back into big city filth. Today my journey into the unknown wilderness led me past the high school where my Mom went to after the integration of white and black students. It is now operated by a missionary church trying to re-vitalize the community. I took a main road as to avoid any dangerous wildlife and noticed a non paved road below adjacent to a creek.
It seemed so beautiful that I couldn't resist to try and take that road back from where I came if I could. Luck would have it that I met up with that road and proceeded to make my way down. With nothing to protect myself besides a camera and mp3 player, fear slowly came over me. But I must press on I thought and was relieved to see some houses ahead through the trees.
What I didn't plan on was 2 unchained, unfenced in dogs leisurely waiting for a city boy to come jogging along with not even a stick to defend himself. Being someone who understands dog psychology, I knew that if I stood my ground and didn't show fear, they might not attack. But there being potentially 2 other dogs involved, I knew that I didn't stand a chance.
So I ran as a I fast as I could the other direction, only to look back and see that the faster of the 2 pit bull mix dogs chasing me was literally inches from my Achilles. I honestly think that these bruts could have had me if they really wanted to. Thank God whoever their hick owner was didn't train them with raw meat or run them on treadmills otherwise I would be dead behind Rovers doghouse with insects flying out of my mouth.
Carpe Diem! I'm so happy to be alive. Now I'm going to go out and get some mase so that I won't be afraid to face even the angriest momma black bear while trying to catch more glimpses of deer in their natural habitat.