|Syncline Trail, ISKY|
Not what I wanted to hear. Sitting in front of a computer all day? Dedicating my time to something that no longer fueled my passions? Been there, done that. Being on the PCT and having every day feel like “wow I’m doing exactly what I want to do and believe in” showed me I could no longer comprimise on a day job that made me feel burnt out.
|Under a ledge out of the rain, I look back to where I've been, close my eyes and inhale the refreshingly rain-scented air.|
A pool of water is teeming with critters. With this much water, there should be birdsong and buzzing insects, the sounds of life. I wonder why I’m not having to swat away mosquitoes and noseeums or bees. It is so silent.
|Whirlygig beetles whirl and the water striders stride around.|
|I join the White Rim Road for a few miles along the Colorado River, as the rain intensifies.|
|Sometimes mud happens.|
|Weathering the storm.|
|Colorado River wanderings.|
|Fort Bottom Ancestral Puebloan site perched on the high point above the Colorado River.|
|Narrow trail out to Fort Bottom.|
|Climbing up to see the Tower.|
|In the morning the moon hangs low as the rain gives way to morning glow.|