How could I go on doing something that didn’t inspire me in a world where places like this exist? I knew I had to make my way towards something more fulfilling, even if that meant multiplying the uncertainty in my life.
Climbers, like artists, are an individualistic bunch. We chafe against rules and restrictions — I’m certainly no exception, but I also believe in the strange magic of places like Hueco.
I’ve felt that magic as well, and I’ve been thinking a lot about this post the past several months as my move to Colorado has definitely multiplied the uncertainty in my life. However, it has also brought great fulfillment as I’ve been able to experience places like RMNP regularly1 and feel the magic of the mountains in a way that never would have been possible had I not moved here.
- Before that whole flood and subsequent government shutdown put a real damper on that ↩