A few years ago I fasted forty days. Well, it wasn't fasting really, but from sunup to sundown I didn't eat anything during that time. As you probably expect, I was fishing.
A friend and I were staying at a hotel in Erie, PA. Every day we left before dawn to be on the water, and didn’t eat or drink a thing until we returned to our room after dark. I felt no sense of lack, and even though we walked miles and miles of streams each day, there was no scarcity of energy or sense of hunger. To the contrary, I felt very, very full. Why? Because I was feasting on the beauty of our surroundings, the physicality of walking, and the joy of friendship.
When I came back, I put together this slideshow to summarize the experience. One thing that strikes me almost five years later is that I would add a section on the life-giving nature of good times with good friends. That is in stark contrast to the relatively solitary lives so many of us live outside our working relationships. Of all our lacks, that is surely one we feel most keenly, although I don't think we always recognize it for what it is.
Anyway, if you are interested, here it is: DROPPING OUT.