June 28, 2004
Coach,
As I write this I am at my campsite in Denali National Park, it is 11:30 pm, the day after the Solstice and it looks like it is 7:00 pm in LA. I have just got back from a 180 mile round trip bus ride to the end of the road in Denali. Today showed me how much of a beginner I am. I was hiking solo in grizzly country, trying to be aware and safe when I came to my end of the trail. The McKinley River Bar was in front of me without safe passage. I sat on her banks with the majesty of Denali (Mt McKinley) as close as possible, without flying in. I absorbed 20,320 feet and how it seems to be one big mountain, not a mountain range but when I closed my eyes and couldn?t see her. Maybe it was just too big but not being in my mind?s eye bothered me. I just ujjayied in her presence. I took some pictures and hiked back. No one was on the trail for and hour and half but me. It was great but showed me how far I have to go.
On the riverbank, I thought about what it would be like having a vision quest. I thought it would be scary. I tried to get in touch with my animal spirit but I am not sure what animal that is. I picked up a book in the park called, ?I Heard the Owl Call My Name,? more Indian stuff. Who knows what lies ahead and I let you know how the book is.
I sat up last night, no light needed, and was re-reading TBT. I just can?t settle into a ST routine. I am finding that structuring time is my biggest weakness. I can manage what I like but I keep the rest waiting.
Just thought I?d check in, the clamp down for Vineman Triathlon starts next week.
Aloha for Alaska,
New Warrior Student Mackel