In the immense solitude of these mountains, with the great bare summits all about us breasting distant reaches of sky, I felt completely liberated from my own desires. I was content with the physical sensation of the present.
This present, as insistent as the winds tugging at our clothes and as intense as the pain in every fiber of my muscles, were so wonderful to me that I could think of nothing else. In this vast silence place, I felt dwarfed and insignificant.












