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Deacon,I might just take you up on that. I had a relative at Jamestown, and my direct ancestors first made their New World stake in Isle of Wight County, VA, on the Blackwater River. I've never been there, but I plan on heading that way in the next year or two. And even though my kids have cousins in D.C., only one of them has ever been there. We're due for a visit.
HMOD,T just want to add my kudos to a job well done, and a thank you for writing it up in the way you did. I'm not the first to notice, but you have a real talent for writing that brings your audience into the adventure.I wouldn't harp too much on not making it back to your car on foot. With the hypothermic conditions that you were in, it's much better to live to hike another day. Some day, some way, you will get another shot at this.
Your trip was almost identical to the journey of your father's ancestors: a long journey over water between two countries followed by a journey on foot over rugged country, things didn't turn out as you'd hoped so you turned back before encountering two friendly faces that provided aid.
Quite frankly, I needed a swift kick in the pants, a goal to reach for... And I want to THANK YOU for helping to give me that kick. I hope to meet you one day to thank you in person.
Quote from: GaryF on January 07, 2018, 01:38:17 PMHMOD,T just want to add my kudos to a job well done, and a thank you for writing it up in the way you did. I'm not the first to notice, but you have a real talent for writing that brings your audience into the adventure.I wouldn't harp too much on not making it back to your car on foot. With the hypothermic conditions that you were in, it's much better to live to hike another day. Some day, some way, you will get another shot at this.Thanks, Gary. You know, it wasn't really the rain, or the wind, or the cold, or the snow or hypothermia that ended my hike. It was the fall, and the damaged knee. Though I suppose you could say the fall was caused by the first five. But mostly I think the fall was just caused by carelessness/stupidity. By the time I was hiking toward my rendezvous with Mule Ears and Scott at my cache the next day, the weather was a non-issue. Temperatures had risen; the sky was a clear, brilliant blue. I'm not even sure I couldn't have finished my hike on that knee, if I'd tried. Maybe, maybe not. We'll never know. Mostly, I'd just reached a point where I minded that it hurt, and I didn't want to risk making it hurt more. My knee hurt, my shoulder hurt, my heart hurt. I visited the doctor (and my dentist ) when I got back home. I did do actual damage to my knee: multiple bits of my knee architecture are inflamed, and it seems that I have exacerbated a small tear in a meniscus. So it's back to physical therapy for me, for now. And exercise soon. And a more specifically-targeted knee brace. But I'll be up and running again eventually. As you said, "live to hike another day."
It's too bad you weren't a day or two ahead of schedule, or you might have run into me poking around the Ernst Basin. As you have written, it really is a special place, and not just because its an excellent example of a graben. It's one of those places which has to be earned, because you can't drive to it; you have to get out of your vehicle and make the physical effort and sacrifices to hike there.
Epilogue: Chisos Mining Company Motel, TerlinguaAs you can probably tell by now, I write trip reports not just to record routes and gear and wilderness conditions, I write trip reports to help me understand myself, my experiences, and the world. To make sense of what often seems a flood of random, often conflicting events and emotions and echoes of other times and places and ideas that I experience while in the wilderness. I write from the notes in my journals. But I rarely know exactly what I’m going to say until I type the words. Sometimes events that seem unrelated at the time I experience them, later take on meaningful shape and pattern and relationship as I type. Sometimes they don’t. But, still, I give it my best shot.
I live ‘close’ to the park (Del Rio, Texas) and have some time off next month. I have been kicking around ideas of stuff to do and after reading your trip report, I have been motivated to return to Big Bend. I am going to keep this short and simply say, “Thank you for taking the time to write out that wonderful trip report.” -If you don’t try at anything, you can’t fail…it takes back bone to lead the life you want.” –Richard Yates.
Chin up, HMoD. IMO it took brass balls to even plan a solo trip of this magnitude. And travelling the length of the park via the river sounds like an amazing journey.
Quote from: horns93 on January 05, 2018, 03:10:24 PMChin up, HMoD. IMO it took brass balls to even plan a solo trip of this magnitude. And travelling the length of the park via the river sounds like an amazing journey.Agree, yet he never mentions the pack raft or the pack he packed those in!
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