Well, I survived my trip to nowhere, only a few cuts and bruises the worse for it. I'm sure I learned something important out in the woods, I'm just not sure what yet. In the meantime, here some the things I did learn from this trip:
-When the ranger says "Oh, nobody's been up that way yet this year", turn around and go home. Just leave.
-Look at a topographical map before you plan your route, not after. And 3,000 vertical feet is a lot more than you think it is.
-Bringing only powerbars, trail mix, and craisins for food might sound like a good idea, but those are appetizing for exactly one meal in a row.
-If you get to the top of a snow-covered cliff, and your map directs you to go over it, don't. In a fight between your map and your common sense, always side with your common sense (there's some analogy to morality here, I'm sure of it...)
-If you lose both your water bottles (one in a river, another in a swamp), an empty ziploc craisin container makes an excellent makeshift canteen. Also, free cranberry flavored water.
I have quite a few entertaining stories, but none that I feel particularly compelled to log to the indelible annals of the internet. Most of them involve me being stupid and/or doing dangerous things.
I'll be back to posting on a few of the metaphysical ideas I was ruminating on in the next couple of days. But in the meantime, the Ideological Turing Contest is in full swing over at unequally yoked- feel free to head over there and check out the entries so far.