Morning among the mountains of Montana.
Sojourning.
Seeing and greeting from afar, acknowledging today, and desiring a better one.
Aug 24
Rumination in the West
I have just returned from a wonderful week of rest, thought, prayer, and rejuvination in the West. We spent many days hiking along wind-swept ridges, plowing through untamed wilderness, and diving into cold mountain lakes. At night we slept without tents, waking up to massive skies filled with clouds upon clouds of piercing stars.
Physically, I am exhausted, but my soul is warmed and strengthened.
It was a great week with two of my brothers and roommates in New York, both of their brothers, and a couple new friends. Here are a few pictures that hardly capture what we witnessed.
We flew into and out of Seattle. Favorite part? Getting to know a city in my favorite way: a visit to the public library.
Seattle’s was incredible.
On our way from Seattle to Montana, we stopped at Isaac’s favorite store: 50,000 Silver Dollar Gift Shop/Restaurant/RV Park/Casino/Motel.
Champion of Inexpensive Weaponry, Leather Clothing Items, and Western Wall Decor.
Levi on the zip line at Camp Bighorn - our outfitters for the trip.
Diamond Lake, the start of our journey.
We worked our way over 4 days along the Stateline Trail that sits on the Montana/Idaho border; dipping down from the ridge that the trail runs across to visit hidden mountain lakes, inaccessible to all but the most valiant hikers.
Levi up on the Eagle Cliffs over Cliffs Lake and Diamond Lake beyond.
The crew atop a summit.
Levi, Connor, Isaac, Luke, me, Nathan, and Ryan.
Montana/Idaho Border.
Ryan, Connor, Levi, and Nathan fighting their way across the ridge.
Heart Lake. Our home for an evening. Harder to get down to than we heard.
Our camp we had to hollow out from the tall wild flowers and weeds around Heart Lake.
Our fearless leader, Nathan.
The men at sunrise after a night hike up to the ridge.
