I just got off the phone with my mountain man. He’s hiking the Collegiate trail in Colorado with his brother, teaching him the ways of the wilderness one summit at a time.

I’ve loved hearing about his adventure.  I know how restorative it is just be in the presence of mountains, either from a distance or within their majesty.  We both find a certain kind of freedom in the hills.

After rehashing their adventures both in nature (there were elk skeletons) and the culinary world (two words: dehydrated chili), he said something that was so very true.

“What’s in front of us is the gift we’ve been given. ”

In the context of hiking, it’s beautiful. In the context of life, it’s profound.


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