Snowy Range Country
8" x 10"
Oil
Last month I had the wonderful opportunity of hiking up Medicine Bow Peak in the Snowy Range mountains of southern Wyoming. Besides the breathtaking view, I was with some of the greatest of hiking companions...my two sons Elijah and Joe, plus my brother Robert and niece Noelle. It's a fabulous way to make memories together! Towards the top of the summit we encountered a number of slippery snow fields to navigate precariously. And the weather went stormy- looking for a while with lightning to hustle us along.
Mountain paths are never a straight shot to the summit. They are often a long, circuitous route. Sometimes it seems you are going backwards to go forward. Mountain hiking resembles so much of life for us as we encounter twists and turns, ups and downs, and changes of direction. What helps is to keep the end in view...the goal of the summit. It is so worthwhile in the end!
Elijah and Joe almost to the summit of Medicine Bow Peak.
Due to some changes in direction on my own life path, I may not be able to post a blog for a week or two. When I land in a good spot, we'll catch up on where things are at. Here's a well-known poem by Robert Frost about two roads in life...I'll just give the first and last stanzas here:
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
...
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I ----
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Elijah feeding his Australian sheepdog Lucy who made the hike quite special.
Be brave and courageous!