"I know that our bodies were made to thrive only in pure air, and the scenes in which pure air is found." Going from the presupposition that brains are part of bodies, I decided that in order to thrive (or just think) Koven, E.Ita and I needed to seek some pure air and the scenery where it is found. As a bow to Muir's spirit of adventure and freedom, when I couldn't find any of the trailheads I'd researched, we appreciated the opportunity to pursue a surprise trail on the El Dorado National Forest that led to the Desolation Wilderness.
"Another glorious Sierra day in which one seems to be dissolved and absorbed and sent pulsing onward we know not where. Life seems neither long nor short, and we take no more heed to save time or make haste than do the trees and stars. This is true freedom, a good practical sort of immortality." 
"Oh, these vast, calm, measureless mountain days, inciting at once to work and rest! Days in whose light everything seems equally divine, opening a thousand windows to show us God. Nevermore, however weary, should one faint by the way who gains the blessings of one mountain day; whatever [her] fate, long life, short life, stormy or calm, [she] is rich forever."
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