The Sierra. The Range of Light. The High Country. Mt. Whitney, Owens Valley, Mono Lake, Rae Lakes, The Palisades, Evolution Basin, The “Golden Staircase”, Lyell Glacier, Tuolumne Meadows, Yosemite Valley, Sonora Pass, Lake Tahoe. Central California is a landscape of epitomes. A single region of a single state contains the highest peak in the lower 48, the largest alpine lake in North America, and the largest tree in the world, which is also 100 miles due west of the oldest tree on the planet. All of which describes none of the beauty and power of this landscape. While walking this section of the PCT I often found myself muttering, “having walked here my life experience is now complete.” Which, upon reflection, is merely a partial, egotistical comprehension of what this land really is. It is bigger than all the life it supports (L.A, S.F., Central Valley farms, millions of migratory birds, not to mention all the other wildlife that lives in the Sierra) and it will always exist in accordance with its own intrinsic energy. This land reminds me that I simply traverse it with no claims, and to always thank the sky for sun, rain and snow. I am only a dirty hiker, but if I may be graceful I will ride the wave, go with the flow, and hike my own hike!