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One of my (Julie) crankiest times traveling was in Singapore at the Raffles Hotel. I haaaaated it. It was the worst kind of tourist trap IMO: full of white people indulging in their colonial wet dreams. It was just...wrong. 😣 We never go to tourist stops when we’re on the road, but we did make a Vic Falls, or Mosi-oa-Tunya in the local Zambian language, stop. If you can get past the gift shops and tourists, it’s a lovely walk. The falls are beautiful and it felt so good to be out of the car. But there’s a definite reason we usually bypass touristy areas. 🙄 After thousands of miles through seven countries, it felt strange to be in such a big tourist center. It is super hard to square the tour busses that say “Explorer Club, Africa” and tourists in safari gear with the daily life (and hustle and grind) we’ve been seeing, and that exists juuust outside the city. No shade, but it’s a tiny bit jarring. 🤷‍♀️ It’s not as bad as the Raffles by a long shot. Nature does her thing, thankfully, and that can redeem just about anything. Still, we couldn’t help wondering what the place would look like without all the souvenir shops. 💧 #victoriafalls #vicfalls #mosioatunya #zambia #livingstone #touristtrap #overland #overlanding #overlander #overlandafrica #africaoverland #venturesomemore #selfie #nature #waterfall #waterfalls
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Annnnnd, good night from Zambia. Overlooking the Zambezi. #zambia #zambezi #zambeziriver #livingstone #africa #sundowners #overland #overlandafrica #africaoverland #sunset #river #venturesomemore

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In June my good friend Tobin shared some photos from a backpacking trip he took with his wonderful wife Cheryl in Montana’s Rattlesnake Wilderness. The experience was so arduous and borderline miserable that Cheryl claimed she would never again shoulder a pack.

“Why?”, I asked. It turned out they had crammed 17 miles into 24 very cold and wet hours with heavy packs, and it was the first hike of the season for both of them. It would turn anyone with half a rational brain off wilderness camping.

So I harangued Tobin on Facebook for being too aggro:

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Two months later, Tobin and I laced up boots and headed up Straight Creek, into the Bitterroot Mountains of Montana’s Lolo National Forest on a hastily planned backpacking trip of our own.

On only our first day, when I found myself on mile eight, with two more yet to go, feet bleeding and legs failing as we crested Chilcoot Pass at 7000 feet of elevation, I cursed my hubris. I can’t even remember if I apologized to my friend out loud, or just in my head.

If so, I am sorry, Tobin.

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Unfortunately, I too have a history of biting off more than I should probably chew when it comes to backcountry expeditions – as many of my friends will attest. There are backpacking trips in my past that are generally spoken of only in whispers. “Death Marches”, some have called them, as they stare into the middle distance. It’s the suffering that makes the experience transcendent, right?

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The author, regretting his decisions on a previous Death March at Utah’s Capitol Reef National Park, 2012. Photo: Tobin Miller Shearer

But the Straight Creek trail, Tobin and I agreed that evening, as we vainly doctored the mangled stubs that used to be our feet, may have been the single hardest day of backpacking either of us had ever experienced. Nine deep stream crossings, washed out trails, thousands of feet of elevation gain and loss, bushwacking through overgrowth and clambering over deadfall, the almost imperceptible but relentless climb to Chilcoot Pass, that, in good Bitterroot fashion, ended in a headwall that climbed 600 feet in only one half mile, and barely a switchback to be seen. I hadn’t been on a trail in nearly 20 months.

 

I relay to you these tribulations not so you may wonder at my stamina or backcountry acumen. But rather so you may gaze upon my folly, heed the advice I so flippantly imposed on Tobin just weeks earlier, and learn for yourself. Clearly I haven’t.

That said, there are only a handful of people on this planet I would gladly share such hardships with. Tobin is a fine trail partner – he is optimistic, well-paced, and a great conversationalist, but he also knows intuitively when to let the silence of the wilderness take hold.

 

And what a wilderness it is. Straight Creek trail, and the loop we made back to our starting point at Clearwater Crossing on the West Fork trail are both situated within the proposed Great Burn Wilderness Area. Ancient, legacy stands of Western Red Cedar tower over the stream bottoms, and massive ferns, those prehistoric forbears of almost all plant life, grow riotously on the hillsides. We trudged briefly through the last of the year’s snows, enduring in small patches at 7000′ feet, and small trout rose in the rock-bound Lower Siamese Lake, so clear we could see insects scampering along its sandy bottom, over 10 feet deep.

 

We camped (“collapsed”, might be the more apt word) our last night on the shore of perhaps the greatest natural swimming hole in all of western Montana, beneath those great creaking cedars. All this self-imposed suffering – too many miles, too many vertical feet, not enough time – is more than worth the precious few days in these wild places.

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Map of the proposed Great Burn Wilderness Area. Image: The Great Burn Study Group

The Great Burn has been in the proposal stage as an officially designated Wilderness Area for nearly forty years now. It would form a vital link in a nearly unbroken wilderness ecosystem that stretches along the entire crest of the Bitterroot Mountains. We need more protected wilderness areas in the United States, at this time more than ever.

As I have argued before, the age of land poverty is upon us. We should all give something up, and suffer just a little bit for the future of wilderness, even if it doesn’t involve blisters.

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Waist high ferns, West Fork trail, Lolo National Forest.

 

 

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