“One does not climb to attain enlightenment, rather one climbs because he is enlightened.” ~ Zen Master Futomaki
Pinnacle Rock is about the closest to heaven as I’ve come. The hike itself is not difficult, and the tranquility on top is a reward in itself. The beauty of mountains and sky takes your breath away. The air is pure and the wind crisp. This is one of those places which remind you there are too many shades of green and blue to name. You can hear owls call from other mountain tops while watching birds fly both overhead and rustle in the nearby underbrush. The perfumes of the trees range from fruity to floral to spicy to woodsy depending on what gets carried by the breeze. This is a place to question life, to contemplate, to meditate, to pray, to feel connected to something more and to be thankful to be a part of it all.
“The aim of the mountaineer, if he wishes to be an artist in the full sense of word, is neither escape nor “the search for the absolute” as some have claimed, but rather seek that place where “the mystic remains silent and the poets start to speak towards men.” ~Bernard Amy
Wylie, our trail dog, is enjoying her little slice of heaven.
“In a sense everything that is exists to climb. All evolution is a climbing towards a higher form. Climbing for life as it reaches towards the consciousness, towards the spirit. We have always honored the high places because we sense them to be the homes of gods. In the mountains there is the promise of… something unexplainable. A higher place of awareness, a spirit that soars. So we climb… and in climbing there is more than a metaphor; there is a means of discovery.” ~ Rob Parker
“May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds.” ~Edward Abbey