I imagine that someday
I’ll repeat that backpacking trip brother Bill and I did all those years
ago. The second day in, we rounded a corner and unexpectedly came upon
The Eagle, a feature in the Indian Peaks Wilderness that I had never heard of
and wasn’t expecting. It took my breath away. We camped on the edge
of a high-country lake at the foot of The Eagle, Lone Eagle Peak, that night as
the only campers there.
(Not my photo, but it
captures the spirit.)
In the occasional moment
of lucidity, I consider that carrying a backpack over steep terrain at high
altitude to spend the night at a remote backcountry lake may actually be a
little beyond my remaining capacity. The trailhead is at 10,000
feet. Pawnee Pass is 12,500. Lone Eagle Peak is on the other side.
But then I think
“Naah. I could still do this!”
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