Date: September 29, 2017
Miles: 1127.2 – 1153.8
“It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.” ~ Ernest Hemingway
I had a wistfully emotional day. The gray, cloudy sky matched my mood – it too seemed wistful, but not sad, about the end of this trek. I like to imagine that the dusky hills and valleys of the Granite Chief wilderness felt the same. An aching, ‘I have to say goodbye for now, but maybe I will see you again’ kind of way. Today was one of my favorites, scenery-wise. I had beautifully expansive views from the ridges. I briefly video chatted with Mom and Tim so I could share a few of my last moments with them from the trail and they could see what I was seeing. Dead plants rustling like dry newspaper felt as final as my last full day on the trail, and a purple sunset lit up the trees and grasses.
The trail has become like a family member. Something I knew I would see every day. Tomorrow I will drive away from it, but will always feel its presence, knowing that it will be waiting for the next round of intrepid sojourners to walk its narrow path and fall in love with every mile.