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Published: August 29th 2009
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South Colony Lakes Basin
View from Crestone Needle Often the question is: What did you miss most living in the woods for a month? This is an easy question people, easy easy easy. All of the lull moments in the day were ripe with dreams of berries, hot yoga, ice cream, conditioned hair, Blue Moon, unchapped lips and a shower! Sometimes the only thing getting us through the days was knowing in 10….9….8…. days we would be sleeping on couches and smelling sweet. Because believe me, no one smelled sweet in the Sangres.
Living in the wilderness for a month forces an intensely intimate connection with the environment and all of its rawness. When there is literally no indoor space to be had, the perspective on good and bad weather shifts. Small rain storms, morning frost, the beating sun, and nighttime winds are embraced and recognized as the powerful, uncontrollable forces of nature. There are no umbrellas, climate-controls, or heaters in the wilderness so personal norms of comfortableness are quick to change.
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