Wilderness Liturgy

One of the most rewarding experiences in life is to give something everything you have mentally and physically, for hours on end, sometimes 24 hours straight, and seeing that you are making very little progress forward, and you have absolutely no choice but to continue, if you want to survive, searching for shelter that is a spot on the map.

When we made it to this hut, Nyidalur, in 2022, it was in winds 80 plus mph, after riding and pushing 16 hours after I'd fallen in a glacial stream (sticking with wet wool clothes and putting baggies over my wet wool socks to allow my feet to retain body heat), the temperature high for the day was 38 degrees Fahrenheit.

The Central highlands had yet to be opened but the hut was unlocked.

We stayed an extra day, and the morning we rode out we met the Ranger, who was headed to the hut to open it for the season. Her first comment: "I hope you made it to the hut to ride out the storm."

Wilderness liturgy.