Every once in awhile you can really feel life in the moment. Knowing you're making memories that will stay with you until the end. The camping trip that I took last month with three of my closest friends was one of those experiences. After a flight cross country to my old stomping grounds in Santa Cruz, CA I found myself in an early morning car ride towards the Nevada border, en route to Desolation Wilderness. No wives or girlfriends... just 4 old friends carrying everything on our backs into the middle of nowhere.
Ancient sun-bleached trees and mountains of granite for as far as the eye could see. Perfect weather and deep saturated sunsets. The way rainbow trout tastes straight out of the water and into our cooking pot.
Here's to good friends and never forgetting what it feels like to be wild. --m
