It turns out I had a whole canyon to myself. This is one of my favorite places, so big and wild and empty. I don't tell many people to go here, and the steep uphill hike weeds them out anyway.
I saw J coming down from Sky Lake as I was going up. She was solo too. Which got me thinking. There's been a rash of books/accomplishments about long distance hiking, written by women who are using the trail to heal from something. Me? I just like to hike. I don't expect the trail to do anything for me.
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| Sky Lake--the perfect place to watch an eclipse |
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| I couldn't resist day hiking up on the pass. Nobody in sight.
In
the past, I believe I've been too personal on this blog, which resulted
in people who don't know me making assumptions that really did not
mirror who I am. I've backed off from sharing too much, but I can say
with confidence that the wilderness, while a healing place, is not where
I go to fix myself. It's where I go to be disconnected, to hear
absolute quiet, to be away from people staring at screens, and to get a
good workout. Wilderness lets you take a good long look at yourself and
see what needs to be fixed--but it can't fix you.
I
crawled in my tent after gnawing on a bagel. The eclipse, over pale
mountains, was outstanding. I couldn't get good pictures with my point
and shoot, but that's not really the point. I don't need to post it
somewhere to remember.
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