Sam tagged us to play a photo game. The rules are to pick the tenth picture out of your first folder and share its story.
I'm breaking the rules. The tenth picture in my first folder is of me and my roommates during our first year of college. I have toilette paper wrapped around my head and draping from my ears...
So we're going to folder number two!
I took this picture eight years ago on my first backpacking trip. (Yes, on a trusty disposable camera.)
This pond sits somewhere between Bear Trap Lake and Rainbow Meadow, just outside of Yosemite. (The actual name of the meadow isn't Rainbow Meadow, but everyone I know who travels through it calls it that. Just don't call me on it if you're on a trip in California and can't find it on a map.) This section of wilderness was just incorporated and protected as part of the Hoover Wilderness last year.
This trip was my catalyst to a lifetime of longing for wild spaces. While I can't look back and point to single events that changed the course of my life, this is one of those experiences that makes me wonder.
Where would I be today if I hadn't walked those miles, if I hadn't climbed that boulder, to watch the reflection of rocky peaks and open sky?