“How wild it was, to let it be.”

South Rim, Big Bend

“It had nothing to do with gear or footwear or the backpacking fads or philosophies of any particular era or even with getting from point A to point B.

It had to do with how it felt to be in the wild. With what it was like to walk for miles with no reason other than to witness the accumulation of trees and meadows, mountains and deserts, streams and rocks, rivers and grasses, sunrises and sunsets. The experience was powerful and fundamental. It seemed to me that it had always felt like this to be a human in the wild, and as long as the wild existed it would always feel this way.” – Cheryl Strayed, “Wild” 

Boquillas Canyon, Big Bend National Park

South Rim view, Big Bend National Park En route to the Window, Big Bend National Park

Chisos Mountains Big Bend National Park

Texas bluebonnets

 En route to the Hot Spring, Big Bend National Park Hot Spring, Big Bend National Park The Window, Big Bend National Park

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