If there was ever a day to NOT run low on coffee beans, today was the day. The four cups remaining from yesterday’s batch combined with the barely 3 cups’ worth of beans I had left = less than desired coffee consumption. So I’ll admit it … I’m a sucker for drinking coffee all morning long. I just like having something to drink – especially of the coffee variety. Note to self – pick up coffee beans after tonight’s rehearsal.
Yesterday’s hike was great – exactly what the doctor ordered. I suppose that’s why I’m a tad more tired today… 14+ miles in the higher reaches of San Diego’s 6000+ foot, mountain lion-filled Cuyamaca Mountains would do that to anyone. The day was great – starting with a quick ascent of Cuyamaca, the county’s second highest mountain at 6,512 feet, followed by a hike to Middle Peak, and ending with a hot slough up Stonewall.
I’ve always headed inland when working through emotions surrounding my health; there’s something simply wonderful about mountains and high places that always leaves me feeling better. An undefinable sensation… alpine meadows and trees, lakes and valleys, distant mountains and immediate high places…. are all timeless, have weathered storms. Nature itself is larger than just one individual (or the shit they deal with). I suppose being in places like these, serve as a reminder that there’s a Great Wide World out there, and in the end I can still be happy and do things I love (in spite of my health). I no longer hike to bag peaks (although it’s always nice to reach the top…. USGS markers are a bonus) – but I hike to find and rediscover who I am.