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5 March ~2014

I am looking forward to another season of trips like the one in these photos, of me and the dogs last August in the Collegiates. It doesnt take too long to adjust to the slow pace of life up there, wandering wherever we feel like, usually off trail. It doesn't get much better, and I am grateful to have the health and strength to continue to backpack.

“It had nothing to do with gear or footwear or the backpacking fads or philosophies of any particular era or even with getting from point A to point B. 

It had to do with how it felt to be in the wild. With what it was like to walk for miles with no reason other than to witness the accumulation of trees and meadows, mountains and deserts, streams and rocks, rivers and grasses, sunrises and sunsets. The experience was powerful and fundamental. It seemed to me that it had always felt like this to be a human in the wild, and as long as the wild existed it would always feel this way.

- >Cheryl Strayed

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