Monday, March 5, 2012

The Road Not Traveled



When out hiking, I'm always looking for a proper trail. I'm comforted by placing my feet into the footsteps of others, knowing where I tread is somehow established, official, sanctioned, safe.

But at the Mesquite Dunes in Death Valley, I kept walking until I could find the dune with no footprints. Maybe someone at some point had walked there before, but wind, shifting plates, weather, whatever had eradicated their traces.

And so, for me, it was the road not traveled.

I'm not trying to be weird. I'm not trying to isolate myself. I'm not trying to pioneer anything.

I'm just trying to do something, and have something to show for it. I'm just trying to leave my mark.

Even if it's just a lone set of footprints.

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