I really don’t remember how I started the day, but I think it started well.
The weather became more cloudy and mornings were fresh.
In general, the surroundings became progressively more interesting and varied as I moved on towards Sisimiut.
Looking at all those half-dried lake beds, dried out vegetation, small streams in lieu of powerful and water-rich rivers I kind of wished I’d go earlier, in the middle of the spring’s natural beauty and it’s rapid change. Yes, there would be mosquitoes, and swamps, and knee-deep snow, and probably the nights would have been much colder, and it would have taken more time, but that would be – I thought – a much more exciting trek.
Or may be autumn? That’d probably be September. As I walked, I somehow wished the weather wouldn’t be that perfect and that dry.
I almost enjoyed walking now, my backpack being at least 4kg lighter.
About 8km from my camp I reached the next hut. There were actually two of them, a few hundred meters apart. I first went to the hut on the hill. It was empty, and boasted the craziest views.
At the hut I made a short pause, and familiarized myself with the book that somehow caught my attention.
Gurus
Uncharacteristically, I read the book’s foreword. The idea of the book was intriguing. With all those ‘gurus’, cult leaders and spiritual ‘masters’ around, how do you separate the wheat from the chaff?
Answer: let us examine these gurus’ lives and actions, and the beliefs they teach and see if these two actually overlap? Do they do as they preach? Walk the talk? MUST BE FUN 😀
Now, personally I can’t really make up my mind. Viewing most religions with utmost skepticism for as long as I remember, I think a cult exists for very pragmatical and down-to-earth reason that have nothing to do with supernatural, for it simply gives people what they need most: identification and need to belong. The substance of the ‘teaching’ is immaterial, because it’s not the product.
You pay – to be part of it.
On the other hand, the Unknown is immensely captivating. What if it IS a genuine discovery? It’s not that it has never happened before. Electricity and magnetism would be a complete quackery to a Middle Age man, but it indeed does very much exist.
Anyways..
The book examines lives of dozens ‘saints’, ‘gurus’ and similarly shrewd individuals and arrives to a conclusion which I will omit here.
After a short rest, I moved down the hill to the second hut – INNAJUATTOQ II – it was right on the lake shore.
There I met, as usual, the polish guy, the french couple and three Swedish guys who decided to take a day of rest and relax at the hut. This thought crossed my mind too – the hut was large, equipped and clean, located on a beautiful shore with surreal mountains floating on the lake’s waters.
But it was only early afternoon, so I pressed on.
The path went upwards and smoke became very visible.
Having walked for about 7 or 8km from the hut, and reached the watershed, I decided to call it a day.
If there is a fire ahead, I better face it in the morning.
