Into the Mountains

I’m posting this from an Amtrak train, as it sways and bounces its way down the tracks. Beside me is both my best friend and beast of burden: my backpack. In less than 24 hours from now, I will be greeted by two more friends (neither who are beastly nor burdens), Dani & Fish, and we will confidently begin our trek into the mountains!

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My life has been pretty hectic for the last few weeks leading up to this trip. So much had to be lined up for me to place my civilian life on hold before reconnecting with a life among trees and mountains.

For the next two months or so, I’ll be enjoying the company of the Sierra Nevada Mountains. I will be hiking over 450 miles on a few trails, but that is only explaining the journey’s route and not its intention.

It seems today that exploration has been replaced with speed and where long hikes are measured by how quickly they are completed. I’ve never understood that mindset. I’m going into the mountains to experience them. To “hear the trees speak for themselves,” as John Muir wrote. One of my goals I set as we entered 2012 is to spend at least 50 days in the Sierra this summer and I plan on doing just that.

I once used to say that I wasn’t sure if I was a naturalist who liked to hike or a hiker who liked nature. Well, for this journey, I am to be a naturalist.

Dani, Fish and I will be on the trail tomorrow evening, beginning our acclimation to the rough lifestyle of testing ourselves against the hard granite. I imagine each of us will be grinning ear to ear.

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