I stood at the trailhead looking to the east. The sun was just coming up over the horizon from behind a concentration of clouds. Long shadows of juniper and rock stretched toward me. I soon hoped to feel the warmth of direct sunlight on my face. The temperature was just above freezing and with every exhale, frost formed on my mustache. It had been a long time since I’d experienced so much anticipation for a hike that I couldn’t sleep the night before. I’ve hiked dozens of times in this area, but this was different. For this hike, I’d be inaugurating my Wilds Project!
I packed my backpack the night before and was out the door around 6:15am on Saturday, January 10th. Two cameras, large tripod, a wool blanket, layers of clothing, gloves… I packed much more gear than I needed for a day trip into the desert, but a heavier pack would be a good way to help whip me into better shape. (And, oh boy, do I need to get into better shape!)
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