There are many times in our journeys, as we are hiking, that I find myself thinking about how important these parks are to me. When we hike, we are normally in single-file. Me in the lead with Karen following close behind. It’s not a man thing, it’s that Karen finds it more comfortable having me in the front, hopefully picking the best way forward. And for the most part we remain silent, allowing ourselves to become fully immersed in the sights, sounds, and smells of the trail.
Gives a person a lot of time to think.
For me, there is a serenity that comes with experiencing nature, especially nature on a grand scale like Bryce. I am small, but I am also part of this tremendous system of life that is all around. It is humbling. The problems in our lives mean little to these mountains and canyons and rivers, and being in them in some way allows me to release those problems. Release those worries, even if just for the duration of the hike.
Our favorite hikes are ones in which we do not encounter many other people (or any, as was the case this morning). Part of this is because it is simply easier to navigate on frequently uneven terrain without having to give way to others. But the bigger reason is that the noise of added people interrupts the silence we crave. Obstructs the views ahead and behind. Adds something unneeded to the experience.
Yet, I am happy to see the people come. People from all over the world travel to our country to see our national parks. People who may never go on other vacations will visit the parks because they are affordable. In some way, experiencing these wonders is a universal desire. Everyone who comes is looking for something to fill their cup. And nature has plenty to give each of us.
The quote above by Thoreau, which Karen found on a trail sign, hit home with me. Being in the parks really does help me connect with something bigger than me and my life. I am not a person of faith. I say that with neither bravado nor embarrassment. Its simply who I am. These national parks give me the connection to a world that is incomprehensibly complex yet filled with a beauty that is even bigger. It is my sanctuary, my rock (literally rock, out here in the west!). It is where I find comfort.
This is, of course, only my opinion. But I truly believe that our National Park system is one of the greatest assets we have. I want them to be here, protected and thriving, for my grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and beyond. If that is selfish of me, then I accept and embrace that selfishness. I reconcile this with knowing that protecting what we have benefits those who come after.
Our individual time on this “rock” is short, but our actions today have consequences that reach far beyond our lifetime.
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