"Nothing in the world is worth having or worth doing unless it means effort, pain, difficulty,” - Teddy Roosevelt. @lifebygio earning his SOBO AT hike through a very frosty Roan Highlands. #thetrek#nationaltakeahikeday
CDT Day 115. Wednesday, Oct. 3. The Toaster House to Caballenza Canyon. A few posts back I was going on about how I used to hate night-hiking but now embrace it. One advantage of it I’ve yet to mention is how starting and finishing in the dark makes pretty much everywhere open-camping. There are few boundaries in the dark. Here’s an example: some nights I get to the point where I can’t hike another step and there’s nowhere flat to camp. Instead of dragging my tired feet up the trail anymore in search of a suitable site I’ll stop and set up my camp directly on the footpath. New Mexico is desolate enough and I’m finishing late enough/starting early enough that the odds are heavily against me obstructing another hiker. I was treated to another dawn-of-time sunrise. The third day in a row of road-walking, but it’s by choice so I’m not complaining. This time. Day one was to protect my feet from lava through El Malpais. Today was about choosing a shorter path via roads instead of walking out of my way on another road and adding unnecessary miles just to get back on trail. Road-walking either way. Seemingly endless alternates to the “official” path is the beauty of the CDT. My goal is continuous footsteps from Mexico to Canada and I’ll take whatever path I want to get there—sometimes making my own. I spotted a massive elk eating shrubs just ahead on the side of the road. It was hardly startled when I approached. When I got close enough it jumped over a four-foot barbed-wire fence with ease and galloped off without a care in the world. I almost ran into a cow in the dark and we scared the shit out of each other. I heard wolves howling all night and they sounded a little too close for comfort. I set up camp on the trail in a ponderosa meadow. The treetops sillhouetting the stars in the clear night sky when I gazed upward. Another night of feeling gratitude for this extraordinary opportunity to hike across the country. Another night of feeling like there’s no place in the world I’d rather be. Daily Miles: 34.9. Total Miles: 2,441.
And isn't the whole world yours? For how often you set it on fire with your love and saw it blaze and burn up and secretly replaced it with another world while everyone slept. You felt in such complete harmony with God, when every morning you asked him for a new earth, so that all the ones he had made could have their turn. You thought it would be shabby to save them and repair them; you used them up and held out your hands, again and again, for more world. For your love was equal to everything.
Rainer Maria Rilke
📸 : looking west toward Angel Pass, Wind River Range, September 2018