I did a day hike of Panther Peak on Monday and then began in over Silliman Pass Tuesday. The whole time I was out there including the day hike I did I just felt disconnected. I didn't have the feeling like I always did of being back home in the mountains. I felt like I was just going through the motions. On day 2 I had forded Ferguson Creek and was eating lunch and I decided to just turn around and go back. I decided that this life of wandering the mountains alone for weeks was not something I wanted anymore. After 800 days spent in the mountains in the last 9 years mostly alone I decided I had had enough.
It's been a crazy journey doing long trips 8 years in a row but my time with that has come to a close. I'm sure i'll do week or two trips with friends or if I am really feeling the urge a solo one but for now I will focus on building my life at home and focus on family.
I set out on those trips because I had nothing in life. It was an escape from everything I hated. It brought me a temporary peace but never a solution. I even had picked a location in the backcountry where I planned to go and kill myself. But I'm glad all that is behind me now. I have something to live for and more to look forward to.
Time to draw lines on my maps of life.
