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As I wax up my skis the reality that foot pounding season is drawing to close dawned on me. It seemed like a good time to reflect on how close I got to any goals I set. I definetly lightened up my climbing rack while, changed stoves a couple of times, struggled with balancing time away with family responsibilities,adjusted my mountain aspirations to the reality of my physical self and took a little girl out a couple of times. New gear is cool but it actually was a bunch of little things that stick out, a bamboo curry spooon, rigging my old tarp just right, fighting my way through the bugs to get above them and ... the wilderness. Some of the places were like visiting old friends, places I can't imagine tiring of ...but there are a few new places that pop into my soul like strange jigsaw pieces.I can't ever get tired of that feeling when you crest a hill or pass and it all spreads out before you or realizing that on this one day it's all just bigger then you, you won't find a stream crossing or some real weather setting in and retreat is in order. I won't give you a score of how it went, I'm like a jail bound prisoner peering out through the bars, clipping pictures, looking ahead to next season, just lacking any objectivity about how it all went. So how did it all unfold for you?
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