– “It was about 20 degrees at the top of the Bells. The snow had just stopped and the fog was in thick, obscuring my view of the far side of the lake. The air whipped silently, the quiet was broken only by the shifting of grass as a fox stalked from the brush beside me. There seemed to be a mutual interest, and we stilled for a moment, both of us waiting in one another’s company for reasons unknown to either. It’s definitely something else to really, really experience what’s out there.
Just a few miles off the beaten path, I’m alone. Truly alone and closer to everything, as a guest. In places like these, there is nothing between you and the world and you feel as though you must tread carefully. I guess it feels like that because there is something bigger than you there, much much bigger. I don’t know what it is, just that I know it’s there, and it knows I’m there, too. To be out in those woods, is one of the most surreal feelings I’ve ever experienced.”