As I meandered down through the forest towards the trailhead I could catch glimpses of the surrounding ridges. An occasional golden patch of aspen would glitter among the dark-green pines.
I was somewhat reluctant to get back to my truck and drive down into the hectic, often confusing, civilized world below. I did not really look forward to being reminded again of the news of the past few weeks, and the unknown future ahead of us.
But I found that I could face this all with a renewed sense of perspective provided by the mountains around me. This was what I had come in search of today, and as usual, the mountains granted me what I sought.