I set out to write something inspirational and amazing about our latest hike up Montecito Peak but couldn’t find the right words. In short- it was hard. It was fun. It was amazing. It was thrilling. It was painful. I wanted to recount our exploration but the words fall dead on my screen and seem unimportant. What’s important is the immersing in nature – the kind of morning where you free your soul, turn off your phone and enjoy the company that surrounds you. That’s exactly what we set out to do and exactly what we accomplished. Above the clouds we climbed, each step feeling more empowered and strong yet weak and exhausted at the same time. We were alone in our journey, crossing only a handful of people who were always headed the opposite direction. The climb marked my favorite way to spend Sunday’s and was a day that will hold a unique memory.
Instead of a long rambling about the climb and its contrast of pleasantries and pain, I’ll leave you with an excerpt from my favorite poem (one that inspires me to have a kickass day, daily) and a few pretty photos taken from the top. Life doesn’t always have to have a long elaborate tale about the hardships you endure, sometimes it’s nice to cut to the chase and show off the view from the top. This is one of those cases 🙂
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I –
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.