Visibility can never be taken for granted. A fog doesn’t roll in; it appears suddenly, impeding my vision for a few minutes, the entire day or much longer. There is no weather forecast or crystal balls to predict my health for the day and there is little knowledge among the local medicine men as to why my vision comes and goes.
Even my mobility might suddenly be impaired; numbness in my extremities that limit my movement. Loss of balance is frequent; often I awake in the morning with bumps or bruises, unable to remember how I got them. Chronic battles with tingling or other curious sensations is common and sometimes other maladies might arise, perhaps one foot dragging behind the other, or the sense that everything around me is spinning.
It’s a rough terrain, leading to constant exhaustion from the moment the sun rises to the final moments before I drift off to sleep. The landscape is not quite quicksand, but it’s close.
With so many other symptoms of the “invisible” variety, one might even think there is an enchanting quality to this island. But the man behind the curtain isn’t an illusionist, entertaining the audience by pulling a rabbit out of his hat; instead, it’s more akin to the “Smoke Monster" from Lost. And like in the show, this mysterious creature’s origin and complete impact is never really understood or explained…but you still know to tread lightly when it appears, as it wreaks havoc for all in its path.
Island folklore suggests the best cure is to ingest or be injected with mystical elixirs, containing side effects that outnumber ingredients. These potions might restore mobility or improve vision, but I never feel quite the same, as the damage from the previous setbacks always linger.
This summer I spent a lot of time "lost" on this island and even mapped out a few new areas that I’ll be sharing soon.
Stay tuned for next week's episode...
Similarites exist to the island of "Lost" (Jäger keeping me company)