July 20, 2019 • One minute
All of the trails in this area are user maintained, and hard to follow. The safe way: find someone familiar, and go together The unsafe way: go alone — Directions to Lost Creek Chuang Tzu picked up the trail where it ended, and kept on going Li Po left behind a cup of steaming tea when he disappeared Tu Fu a branched bamboo shack, covered with old weeds, and a frog inside Lao Tzu left town by the most remote gate In the woods, where there are no paths. I go, and pretend to be alone. It would be good to be really alone. No one left to know, or meet and nothing left to see. "Life is long, Hudson and by the end you'll see how it ends up. (An old climber, from the Fred Beckey days.) We chalked up first ascents here and there. Cascades, haida gawai, Canadian Rockies, and up into Alaska. (Where the trees still throb with that loud-quiet thrum) You've got a good heart, kid. I told you once my favorite place are the steep slopes before the trees end. Where there are no trails."
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