Saturday, September 13, 2008
In shadows of mountains
Stratton Maine is less than 200 miles from Katahdin. It has been 50, 40, 30 degrees around me for the past 4ish days. It has rained at least two of those. I climb craggy mountains for above treeline views; walking through wind, hunkering in stone fortresses for some warmth on lunch breaks. I'm with good friends and press on; further up and further in. It seems ludicrous to continue north while wildlife disappears south and fall and I seem to be colliding head on. It is beautiful, mind contorting, and toe numbing. I don't know how I'm getting to Virginia after Katahdin, I don't know where I'll sleep tomorrow. If you'd like to say a prayer, pray that the moments I fall into are exactly as they should be, and that I can make it south wild, joyful, feeling alive.