From the start of my Gap Year there has been a feeling of disconnection from the outside world. Family and friends heard from me less than normal and I avoided Facebook, blogging and Gmail for over two weeks. Putting pen to paper and scratching out ideas and art is something I have unconsciously relished. The world needs more of a detachment from our busy electronic filled days and needs to fill up those days with nature, hard honest farm work, canning and art of any sort. I will continue to abstain, somewhat from the computer, for the rest of the year in order to make an impact on my life and the lives of those around me.
After a brisk night spent up Kebler pass, the south west gap year group started their next big adventure, the climb up East Beckwith. East Beckwith is situated above Lost Lake and is a sharp rocky formation tearing into the sky. The climb up starts simply enough, with a soft walk up from Lost Lake slough, around Lost Lake and into the woods. Very quickly the hike turns into an off trail adventure, with rock slides and steep uphill stretches. The top though, is a true “rocky mountain high” with soaring vistas and adrenaline surging though veins. The climb down requires concentration to keep from pitching straight down the mountain. The end though was worth is the shaking wobbling legs and a feeling of pure exhaustion.
Saturday, September 6th 2014, seven people met in an airport ready to begin an adventure. There are more than seven though, really there were ten. With six females and four males, the number were fortuitous, a good start to a gap year program. We, the gap year group, have only have only been a family for 10 days, but it feels like years. Every person links together in different ways with dancers, photographers, musicians and cooks. We went on to can nearly 7 boxes of peaches, which we picked. Nearly nine days after picking, we still have peaches coming out of our ears!
Kebler Pass, is a narrow one way dirt road winding up the Ruby Anthracite Range, past Lost Lake, Lake Irwin and eventually up to Crested Butte. Lost Lake is a place unto itself, with three lakes and a set of falls in walking distance. The trail starts at Lost Lake Slough, a mess of a dam, soggy and marshy, then leads up to Lost Lake, high and clean, the epitome of a high mountain lake. The trail then leads to Lost Lake Falls. The day of my hike, two of my friends and I packed up early at about seven am and headed up the pass in the rain and mud. It was one of the best hikes of my life, rainy, misty, chilly and we’re the only ones on the trail, which is a rare thing. After a quiet, cold, hike my friends and I packed up and headed up to Crested Butte to find a coffee shop. We found coffee, chai, and food to wrap up a perfect day.