Moving Mountains

There are only a few routes built through the rugged Northwest landscape of volcanoes that 2 million years of tectonic subduction has thrust skyward. What roads exist, tenuously do so, as snow, timber, and rock routinely render them impassible, as if the land itself felt affronted in some way and saw fit to retaliate.

And we fight back. Undeterred from our ambitions, we send resources, time, and materials into these places to push back against wildness; not to tame or destroy, but to assert some right of existence, that we might know the edge of the world and the edge of ourselves.

It is some sort of pilgrimage, perilous and sacred. Let's hope we all find our way.

WA Route 2 at Sunrise