Today’s run is a tough one to put into words. Ya kinda “had to be there.”
But if I were to sum it up in a few words, it was powerful and liberating.
Powerful, because of the mighty winds that whipped through the canyon on my way up.
Liberating on the way back down, as I let gravity not only solidify my connection with the Earth, but control my descent back down to the trailhead. There’s something about rocky, technical downhills that make me feel as close to a bird as I might ever experience.
Instead of more words, I’ll just leave you with a few pictures that, believe me, don’t do it justice at all. But they’ll at least start to paint the picture…