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The Wandering Men are infamous for our forays into the wilderness; while we're on these trips, we often record our experiences in journals. This is a journal entry, in text and audio format!
The fire burns low and I and my companions: Davis and Stan are weary, yet somehow refreshed. Today marked a new era in our hiking forays - we entered into the realm of the Sipsey for the first time. The day, as all days while hiking, was mixed. It began (as most do) with a bout of enthusiasm and excitement but as the day wore on and the many miles passed beneath our boots, our thoughts turned inward and away from the beautiful scenery around us. We saw many things today - a tulip poplar over 100 feet tall, flanked by trickling waterfalls that spanned 60 feet in height; we trudged many miles - close to 12, by our reckoning through rattlesnake-infested woods, shimmering ridge tops, and murky river bottoms. While the scenery is there for us to view, marvel at and be ultimately thankful for, I believe that it is the inner journey that each of us undergoes that truly draws us, again and again, to these places.
Now, as we sit around the slowly dying embers of our fire, with our freshly-washed, but still weary feet, sore - we think of the things that are most important to us. Our heavenly father, our wives and families, our many blessings and loved ones, and our friends who could not be here with us. We are each very thankful, I think, for the miles behind us and as we look up into the velvet night, afire with a thousand million twinkling stars, we think of the journeys we have taken inwardly, which cannot be measured by miles alone.
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