Well I had thought I could post more on my website during the Colorado Trail, but I spent little time in towns. And what precious time I had was spent getting food, calling loved ones, and figuring out logistics.
I posted a lot on Facebook and the pictures from my iPhone are posted there.
The pictures from my Nikon SLR turned out pretty good and I decided to make them available on Google Plus. You don’t have to be a Google Plus member to view them, but you do need to be if you want to comment on them at all.
Here is one of my favorite photos…
Overall I would say that my trip has been a success, as far as fulfilling the reasons why I went.
I wanted to challenge myself in a unique way physically. I wanted to be in nature. I wanted to explore more of Colorado. I wanted to have a good time with friends and possibly meet some new ones. I wanted some alone time to think. All of these things were fulfilled.
I like to think that the Colorado Trail was everything I thought it would be and nothing that I thought it would be.
It was a true adventure.
For those wondering, I didn’t quite finish the whole trail. I skipped Segment 12 because of downed trees. And I didn’t finish the last 74 miles from Molas Pass to Durango because my friend hurt his knee. I couldn’t push him to do the mileage in the time we had, and I certainly didn’t want to finish alone.
The point where I decided not to finish the trail this year was an emotional one. I hate to admit it but I cried at this point. I am not entirely sure why. Perhaps it was because this was the second time a friend of mine injured himself on my trip and I felt guilty. Perhaps it was because I didn’t want to be alone. Perhaps it was because I saw my goal of finishing the trail this year fade into nothing.
Perhaps it was everything and more. Either way I learned a few things through this experience and that might be the main reason I went on this journey. To learn more about myself and the world around me.
I learned that I need people more than I ever realized. I have always considered myself a pretty independent person, and I truly am. But just because I am independent doesn’t mean I don’t need people.
My faith in the goodness of people was also renewed on this trip. It seemed like every time I needed help someone was there right away. To give me camphor oil (for my shin splint), a mechanical pencil (cause I lost my pen to journal with), and a ride to town (cause every hiker needs a burger and a beer).
Lastly, I think this trip just helped me to dream a bit bigger… To travel a little more… And to truly enjoy everything that life has to offer…