(an excerpt from trip.)
Today we set up our last tarp home. The next time we pick up our packs we will be carrying them away from the majesty that is the Sierra Nevadas. We will walk away from the dust that fills out pours day after day, from the glacial lakes and snow capped mountains. We'll say goodbye to early bed times and twiggy fires, to boulder fields and debrief sessions. Away we will walk from long, hard days followed by simple evenings of food and sleep. No longer will we practice being CLODS together, nor will we anticipate caches like Christmas...no more class outside or garbage bag whiteboards - we will trade in our back packs for bedrooms, our stoves for a kitchen, our tarps for a roof. In two days we trade silence for noise, fresh air for pollution, conversation for technology...but we also trade B.O. for perfume, hand sanitizer for soap and water, cold streams for hot showers, and new sprouted relationships for deeper roots. I am thankful that although the journey through this place is ending, the journey with these people is still just beginning. Challenges may present themselves, but I am thankful that I get to walk through these next 3 months with these 11 people. With them I have been pleasantly surprised...
To say I will miss this lifestyle is an understatement...
"Man did not weave the web of life,
he is merely a strand of it."
(from Chief Seattle's Letter.)
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