Marvelous New Mexico! What can I say? In one month I can hardly believe what I’ve seen. In one month I’ve had more life-rocking experiences than an entire summer in Glacier or my other two thru-hikes combined. I simply can’t believe there is one state with all of these things. From low desert, to over 11 thousand feet. I’ve never been hailed on so much in all of my life (sometimes it feels like mother nature is shooting at you). Never crossed a river so many times. Never been lost so much. Never had to pitch my tent early in the evening to get out of the elements and woke up to crashes of thunder and a caved in tent with pounds of heavy snow. Never actually yelled, “That’s enough!” like a pissed-off child, at the weather before. Never drank water quite that color. You have reshaped me, New Mexico! Hats off to you.
And as much as I sometimes get grumpy at your majestic demeanor, I also thank you. Thank you for the sun on the mesa. What a thing to see. The painted rock, the turquoise water of the rushing stream, the cacti in bloom. Thank you for the canyons, so many canyons connecting the way! The caves. The alpine. The humble towns opening up to us dirty hikers. Thank you, thank you, thank you for the opportunities to get found. For leading me home and teaching me so much along the way.
I’m in Ghost Ranch tonight. It’s magical. In the last week, I’ve had it handed to me! I sit here now, dry, clean, and aware of being alive. Thank you, always, for the love.