August on the CDT – Osprey Packs Experience
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August on the CDT

Here on the side of I 15 almost 2000 miles into this CDT adventure it is time for reflection. Looking back over the past 85 days I can hardly grasp what this adventure means, but I guess meaning is not what I am looking for. I am searching for being, and have found it here in the rhythm of the trail- wake up, walk, eat, walk, sleep. Simple.

The land I am walking on now is open & broad sagebrush peppered with wildflowers and rain storms. Yesterday was steep treed mountains. The variety is stunning & helps keep me going when my feet hurt & I am sweating, slapping mosquitoes, & lost (all of which happen simultaneously daily). There has got to be something more too, but I can’t put my finger on it. Why do I enjoy the trail? It is pretty darn full of misery & drudgery. Maybe I like it for the moments I get to sit on the top of a peak & stuff my face with frosting, or maybe it is so I can have the best blueberries of my life handed to me through the window of a suburban towing ATV’s in the middle of the great divide basin. Maybe its because of the kindness of strangers and the new faces I meet along the way. I am sure it is all of this, and the fact that despite how hard it is I somehow make it through to a shining moment & appreciate life that much more. I am going to stop typing now and put my rain gear on. A cloud that looks like a giant squid is fast approaching, with rain for arms & lightning for eyes…

Did I mention that I have walked away much of my sanity? Wild wishes from the CDT- Sage