Follow Trails, Not Blue Dots
"Wherever
you are, be there…totally.”
Eckhart Tolle
Navigation on the Trans Canada Trail
When
we first began hiking on the Trans Canada Trail, we assumed that on some level, the official navigation app
would become our constant companion. Yet from Cape Spear to Victoria, it rarely worked. Heading north from Fort Saskatchewan to
Whitehorse it has been an utterly lost cause.
The
“Explore the Map” feature online
showed little more than a thin line stretching across an immense country,
offering few clues about actual trail conditions, amenities, or what lay ahead. At first, we saw
this as a strike against us - a failure of digital infrastructure. But over
time, we came to see it differently. The absence of certainty forced us to look
up, to read road signs, to speak with strangers, to study rivers and
ridgelines. We were not guided step by step by an app.
We
had to live in the landscape. And in doing so, the journey became infinitely
richer.
What
we originally saw as a huge problem may well be one of the greatest blessings
of our journey from coast to coast to coast.
Blue Dots and Trail Apps
Open
a mapping app, and a small blue dot appears on the screen.
Now you know at least one thing - you are precisely here.
It
is, in many ways, a remarkable thing. The blue dot on the screen removes
uncertainty. It reassures. It tells us we do not need to look up, or ask, or
wonder where we are in relation to anything else. If you have questions, check another app or
perhaps Google or Wikipedia, but even then, there is no need to look up. The world resolves itself into a clean line, a
calm voice, and a steady instruction: continue straight for 400 metres.
It
is also, quietly, a little sad…ok its actually really sad.
Over
the years, we have watched people run urban pathways, walk national trails, and
even complete pilgrimages across countries while rarely lifting their eyes from
their phones. They move efficiently with eyes fixed on the screen, following
the blue dot as it advances across the map.
Sometimes they walk with a headset plugged in, sometimes not, listening
only to the robotic voice telling them, turn
at the next intersection, continue for 2.6 kilometers. The
trail becomes a lit-up line on their screen, a corridor. The landscape becomes
peripheral. Arrival matters more than awareness, or seeing, or listening, or
experiencing anything en route.
This
is not a criticism. It is an observation.
This is increasingly what travel, hiking, and pilgrimage look like in
the modern world. We reduce our journeys
to tracks on a screen broken down by steps, kilometers, and stages. And in the process, we reduce ourselves to
being little more than an avatar on a screen, rather than a living person in a
living world.
Centre of the World
We
had an encounter on a local trail the other day where an older gentleman was
screaming at another individual – we never did learn what the argument was about. What stayed with us wasn’t the topic or the
volume but the logic.
At
the hinge of his certainty was his claim that he was right because “he was at
the centre of the world.”
It
sounds absurd. Yet he pulled out his
phone and opened Google Maps to prove it.
There he was – a small blue dot – perfectly centred on the screen. Still yelling, he marched around in a circle
on the gravel path. As he did so, the
map rotated with him. “See! See?” he
insisted, “The world revolves around me!”
Put
another way, his phone told him that he was right about everything because he was
at the centre of everything…and he seemed to believe it.
Here
we stood watching a man well over the age of 60, born well before the age of
electronic maps, online travel directions, and the internet who you would think
would have been well grounded in the lived world. Yet he had come to believe that he alone had
all the right answers and had dominion because “the world revolved around him”.
Worse
yet, I don’t think this is an isolated perspective - the online world, the ease
of shopping, consuming, and entertaining is shifting how we see ourselves, the
world and how each relates to everything else.
And
all of this is a reflection of the quiet seduction and erosion of our times -
the way every interface confirms our centrality. We already choose our news to confirm our
biases rather than to inform, and we prejudge every topic regardless of our
level of experience in order to be the one with the “answer” first. People increasingly choose articles that Google tells them can be consumed in 4
to 6 minutes rather than a book, and pick paths based on AllTrails ratings, forgoing any consideration of weather, season,
ability, or intuition.
Each of these
are manifestations of how metrics have replaced meaning, and how our experiences
are now filtered through an online sense of efficiency.
The
result being that now we…or rather apps, are placing us at the centre of the
universe. But the land beneath our feet does not revolve. It slopes, floods,
erodes, and changes. To walk long distances is to remember that we are not the
centre of anything. We are participants, briefly passing through.
This is not
about technology being bad, it is about ensuring that we each still inhabit our
experiences and being in the moment.
Experiences Not Apps
Maps
once asked something of us. They required interpretation. You had to locate
yourself within a larger
context - north and south, river and ridge, town and forest. You learned where
you were by relating yourself to what surrounded you. A map did not lead; it guided.
The rest was up to you. That was part of
the experience. En route, you had to prepare, adjust, adapt and navigate both
the known and unknown.
The
blue dot of trail apps and Google Maps has
changed this relationship. They do not ask where you are in the world. It tells
you. And in doing so, it places you - quite literally, and very arrogantly at
the centre of everything. The map no longer orients you to the landscape; the
landscape reorients itself around you.
You are now the centre of the world!
Doesn’t it feel great? Little
around you matters because it is all about you – if you doubt this, check the
blue dot – there you are at the center of everything.
More
striking than the loss of situational awareness is what this subtly does to how
we experience movement itself. When we follow the blue dot, we are no longer
navigating, we are no longer experiencing ….we are complying and following. We
are not reading the land, noticing weather, listening to sound, or sensing
change. We are executing instructions.
Perhaps
this makes sense in a car. Roads are designed for speed and efficiency. Highways
are designed to get you from A to B quickly.
Attention must remain focused. Voice instructions are helpful, sometimes
even necessary. But when that same mode of navigation carries over into walking onto trails, through forests, and across pilgrimage routes - something
important is lost.
Look Up
“It is good to be forced to think about your
surroundings
and consider where
we are in relation to the wider world.”
Walking
has always been a different kind of movement. It is slow enough to invite
attention. It allows time for noticing. The crunch of gravel underfoot. A shift
in birdsong. A change in light. The smell of rain long before it arrives.
Trails are not just routes between points; they are experiences, and they are teachers,
offering constant, quiet information to anyone willing to look up and pay
attention.
Yet
increasingly, we have seen walkers moving through these spaces as if they were
still in traffic – with their phone in hand, volume on full, awaiting the next
spoken instruction. Turn left in 50 metres. Continue on in this
direction. The world becomes background noise to the device meant to guide
us through it.
We
have watched people walk into the middle of traffic because they are following
their phones. We have seen people almost
hike off the edge of a hillside because they are following their phones. And we have been around people who have
trekked from St. Jean Pied de Port to Santiago de Compostela chasing a blue dot and screen rather than doing much
else. In each case, these individuals are
not having experiences they are following a screen as though they were part of
a computer game, completing an achievement.
On
pilgrimage routes, this feels especially poignant. These paths were never meant
to be efficient. They exist precisely to slow the traveller, to create space for
reflection, uncertainty, and encounters.
They are environments for lived experiences and the broadening of the
self. Traditionally, you learned where you were by
landmarks, conversations, church spires, the shape of the land, a yellow arrow or
the rhythm of the day itself. Getting briefly lost, having to alter your plans
and learning to adapt were not failures… they were part of the experience.
To
follow a trail or pilgrimage entirely by chasing a blue dot on your screen is
to arrive without ever quite being there.
Trans Canada Trail in the North
There
is a wonderful painting called the Wanderer above the Sea Fog. This 1818 painting shows a solitary individual
standing on a rocky outcrop watching over a vast mist-filled landscape. This image literally invites those looking
at it to step into the scene, to look up, look around and be in the world. It promotes
reflection and contemplation on the journey.
It is a reminder of how small we each are as individuals compared to the
vast and beautiful landscapes around us.
No
app can adequately show you what it means to walk north for weeks and months at
a time. No app can show you how the
Arctic shifts your perception of the world, what it feels like to live (if only
temporarily) amid such remoteness, and what the scale and silence is like or
what it does to you to be in it.
These
are all things you can only know by living them and looking up. Whether that is in your own backyard, on a
local path or on pilgrimage across an entire country.
Finding Balance
“I
like to get lost and wander around.”
Steve Marsh
As
we noted before, this is not an argument against technology. The blue dot is
useful. Mapping apps are powerful tools, especially for safety, accessibility,
and confidence. Many hikers and pilgrims carry them for good reasons. There are times you get lost, there are times
you are looking for the albergue, and there are times you want to find a shop. Having help amid all of this makes sense. The
question is not whether to use them, but how completely we allow them to
replace our own awareness and
undermine the experiences open to us on the trail.
When
every step is instructed, we are no longer practicing orientation, no longer
participating, and no longer experiencing. When every decision is outsourced,
we stop learning how to situate ourselves in the world. Over time, movement
becomes something done to us,
rather than something we actively participate in. Completing a trail in this manner is similar
to receiving a digital achievement badge on a video game and just as hollow.
Trails
ask for a different approach to life – especially in the online age. They
invite us to look up. To notice where the sun sits in the sky. To read a crossroads
rather than be told which way to turn. To understand where we are not as as a
set of coordinates, but as a place - connected to a river, a valley, a village,
or a history that predates us.
There
is something quietly grounding in this. To know where you are without being
told. To sense progress not by a percentage bar, but by fatigue, hunger, and
distance covered that is felt in the body. To experience travel as lived presence
in a place rather than finished product while watching a screen.
Perhaps
this is why walking, hiking, and pilgrimage continue to matter in an
increasingly digital world. Not as resistance, but as reminder. They return us
to a way of moving that requires attention, humility, and engagement. They pull
us out of ourselves and place us back into a relationship with the world around
us.
The
blue dot and online information will still be there when we need it. But every so often, it is definitely worth
putting the phone away, lifting your eyes, and letting the trail guide you
instead - not with instructions, but with experience of being where you are....totally.
See
you on the trail!





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