On April 11, 2020, we took our first hike up a nearby logging road. In the midst of the early days of the pandemic, we needed exercise that didn’t require a gym or Peloton, and, we needed fresh air. That 1.7 mile trek, with a 1000’ of elevation gain, checked all of the boxes.
At first, it was simply a way to stay healthy and strong, and we made a commitment to do it whether we felt like it or not.
At first, it was just a logging road, used by county utility workers, ranchers on the look out for free range cattle, hunters, and us.
At first, it was just something we did because we’d decided to do it.
Today, April 11, 2024, four years to the day since that first trip up, and with over 350 trips behind us, the logging road has shown herself to be holy ground, quietly supporting us as we make our way up and back, up and back, up and back. The trees—fir, pine, oak—the wildlife—deer, elk, turkeys, jays, squirrels, hares, coyotes, raptors, bears—all remind us that we are never alone, but surrounded by a great cloud of witnesses.
Four years later, we wouldn’t miss it. That road has kept her promise to help us stay healthy and strong.
Four years later, hers is a sacred path we are privileged to walk.
Four years later, we do it because we can’t imagine not.
April 11, 2020
April 10, 2024