“Between every two pines is a doorway to a new world.” – John Muir
Tuesday, July 14, 2015
Wandering may be one of the most therapeutic of all aimless activities a man can partake in. To be an explorer, without cause. We wandered off the trail and happened upon a granite bench above a stream, the perfect place to bath, launder, and eat lunch. The stream water chilled to the bone. At least it seemed so, not having been very close to the glaciers yet.
Walking back out to the trail, we stumbled upon another group of young wanderers. A bit younger than us, later earning them their trail name “The Kids”. Unbeknownst to us, they would become very near and dear to us. That afternoon we climbed Donahue Pass, the first of the formidable mountain passes, and found shelter upon more granite benches perched above an island like meadow carved out by meandering streams. Our group had now grown to nine. My blister was also growing.
Pingback: To View Mountains: Day 4 – This Too Shall Pass | Harmonibyak·