Monday, June 17, 2013

Renegade no more

I've found some hiking animals. They're allowing me into their pack. I've been promised peaks a plenty, (including Lone and Cascade) and heights that will keep my tummy in a bind all summer.

Question for myself: Why is it that when you are hiking you are the happiest, most peaceful soul on the planet? And how is it that the anxiety and tension and anger grow within you in proportion to the number of days since your last foray into the mountains? Why is it you can pray openly in the woods, but can't find the carpet with your knees at home?

Yeah, I don't know either.

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