Saying goodbye to a trip is always hard. Over four months later I am still writing about Bolivia and today is the very last post. Life has been so busy that it all feels sometimes like a blur. That is what has been so rewarding about having this blog. It has been a way to remember special moments in time and relive that experience through pictures and words.
As we left the Condoriri Valley after two wonderful successful hikes, I felt a sense of pride. I made it and wasn’t so sure I would given a hip injury that had kept me from running. But I did make it and I felt great, physically and mentally. Even more important is I made it with my dad.
We set off following the short hour and a half trail we arrived on just three days before. Unfortunately my stomach finally caught up with eating at 15,500 feet and I was sick making the walk back particularly grueling. But I focused on the spectacular views and tried to ignore the discomfort.
My favorite view of all. The morning reflection.
“In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: it goes on. -Robert Frost
As we meandered down the rocky slopes and near the end of our hike, I reflected on what an amazing journey life is. The path is unknown and it is up to you to decide which one to take.
I also made a decision. After 15 years of dreaming about climbing Kilimanjaro, I finally am going to do it. And I am going to do it for a cause to help women and girls in Sub-Saharan Africa. I am thrilled to be part of an international team of men and women climbing Kilimanjaro this July on behalf of Solar Sister where we will climb to new heights by raising money to improve the lives of women and girls. Much more will be coming soon on my next adventure. Stay Tuned…
This post was inspired by the Weekly Photo Challenge: Blur. To read more entries, click here.