Over 35 years ago, my wife, Carol, and I first set foot into the San Juan mountains in southern Colorado. We were on a 400 mile hike the length of Colorado, along the Continental Divide. There was no trail in those days, so I pieced together a route from old Forest Service maps. Many of the trails on the map didn’t exist on the ground. And many of the trails on the ground didn’t exist on our maps. We were nearly continuously lost.
Eventually, though, we found ourselves in the Weminuche Wilderness in the San Juan mountains. Neither of us had ever seen such beauty in our lives. I vowed to return there often. But, life didn’t work out that way for us. Finally, a medical crisis gave us a chance to reassess what was important to us, and I had a chance to keep my promise.