A new part of Alaska!
Wrangell-St. Elias National Park...
this is the hardest trip for me to write about...
it was excruciating and exhilarating
scary and comforting
i got to roll on tundra like a bear
i had a fantastic group of people to spend time with
i cried
i did not fall off the ice cube
i did not fall into the ice cube
i learned what a moulin is
i saw my first jokulhlaup
i don't think i have ever cried this much on a hike when my tears weren't from injury or missing someone
i hiked on unbelievable terrain
i saw no wildlife
i was demoralized and motivated
i said no a lot, mostly to myself, sometimes to Kristen
i said it, but I wanted to SCREAM it.
i started a new kind of therapy before i left for this trip that is helping me deal with things i have experienced in my life and the emotional exposure had left me without the kind of emotional will i needed for this trip, or at least to do this trip the way it seemed like i was supposed to
i had so much fun
i drank water flowing on the surface of a glacier
i was free and confined
i cut my hand on ice
i don't know how to talk about this hike
i still don't
the first day we had a short flight and were dropped in the fosse. a short hike later we made camp on a comfy ledge above the Kennecott Glacier. We day hiked up until it didn't seem safe to do so anymore.
I still don't.
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