There are certain things that move me, that awe me, that leave me amazed in wonderment. One of those things are, mountains. I see them all the time in pictures and movies. But never in real life. In 1984, I took a trip to Mexico City and Taxco Mexico. To say I was in a dream is a tremendous understatement. That was the very first time in my life I set my eyes on real mountains. In 1996, I retuned to Mexico City and again marveled at the creation of the Sierra Madre orogeny and geologic time.
A few days ago I went on a trip to Big Bend National Park. And once again I gazed in amazement at the mountain range there. Driving just a few miles outside of Del Rio Texas, I started to make out the outline of the mountain range far in the distance. At that site my adrenalin started pumping and the excitement began to build. Finally, after so many years, I was getting close to - mountains.
Needless to say, as I drove into the midst of the mountain range I was experiencing data overload. With mountains all around me, I felt like I was in heaven. It was a great feeling, but a strange feeling. Absorbing all the majesty of the mountains, it felt at times like I was in a dream. I see them, but I can't believe their there. I don't think I ever came off that high; but I soaked it all in as much as I could.
I'm already planning a trip back next year. The only regret I have is that I couldn't spend more time at Big Bend. Next time, I'm staying for three or four days, minimum.
Here are some photographs I took on my hike on The Window Tail. I have many more photos I have yet to process. I will be posting more as I go through and edit more photos. There is also I link to my Flickr Big Bend album.
