2017's Summer Vacation - lots of new. Lots of challenges. Much to write about.
I had never been to Glacier National Park ... it was on the list - people were adamant that it be part of my Montana experience. Truth be told, I knew Glacier would fit into my enamoured concept of Montana.
It didn't disappoint.
One camping spot at Bowman Lake found me paddling the lake often - there is a completely different story about Lake Bowman - but one afternoon found my camp partners readying for a nap and I headed to the lake to paddle board out... and out... and out... like an hour and a half paddling in one direction. I wanted to get in between the glaciers and mountains. I wanted to see what was beyond the panoramic scene from the lake shore.
It was this experience, paddling out so far, seeing the mountains and glaciers - that made me realize the number of people who drove to Lake Bowman - they stood on the shore - took photos and they left.
This thought shook me.
And yet, gave me a great realization...
I was no longer the person who stood upon the shore.
There was/is this whole other world defined by the beauty that was quite prevalent merely from a car/short hike/shoreline.
And yet - and then - there was this beauty that unfolded if you were brave enough to venture further.
I feel brave.
I feel real.
I feel right.
Never do I want to be a shoreline viewer - let the opportunity to venture further always present itself.
More writing to come - but I wish you waters that carry you forward, views that put life into perspective and the knowledge that all is tied into one.
More soon....
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I had never been to Glacier National Park ... it was on the list - people were adamant that it be part of my Montana experience. Truth be told, I knew Glacier would fit into my enamoured concept of Montana.
It didn't disappoint.
One camping spot at Bowman Lake found me paddling the lake often - there is a completely different story about Lake Bowman - but one afternoon found my camp partners readying for a nap and I headed to the lake to paddle board out... and out... and out... like an hour and a half paddling in one direction. I wanted to get in between the glaciers and mountains. I wanted to see what was beyond the panoramic scene from the lake shore.
It was this experience, paddling out so far, seeing the mountains and glaciers - that made me realize the number of people who drove to Lake Bowman - they stood on the shore - took photos and they left.
This thought shook me.
And yet, gave me a great realization...
I was no longer the person who stood upon the shore.
There was/is this whole other world defined by the beauty that was quite prevalent merely from a car/short hike/shoreline.
And yet - and then - there was this beauty that unfolded if you were brave enough to venture further.
I feel brave.
I feel real.
I feel right.
Never do I want to be a shoreline viewer - let the opportunity to venture further always present itself.
More writing to come - but I wish you waters that carry you forward, views that put life into perspective and the knowledge that all is tied into one.
More soon....
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