One of the first elk we saw in the park, little did we know that in Estes Park, the town right outside of the National Park, there would be entire herds of elk munching on grass in benign locals like soccer fields.
Oct 4 2023
So I'm not much of a camper, or a hiker. The last time I did both was freshman year in undergrad when I went on an impromptu Grand Canyon week-long backpacking trip. Surprisingly I had a blast doing that, and a month ago during a week off from medical school I did something similar by going to the Estes Park YMCA, of all things, right outside Rocky Mountain National Park. There they had hikes you could sign up for, led by very jovial and experienced hike leaders who had the air of people who were enjoying giving back to those younger than them. What an amazing situation to, quite frankly, stumble into. Little did I know we would be on a six hour significant hike on rocky terrain going up a thousand or so feet and down, where one of our party members actually tripped and hurt herself pretty bad (we needed to turn around because of near posterior hip dislocation and to patch up her knee, to which everyone was asking me, the med student, for advice about). I do tend to like challenges, so reaching an alpine lake in a part of the Rocky Mountain National Park, where a lot of people don't usually get to go, i.e. Bear Lake, was a lot of fun to me, but there are some lessons I learned from going on this trip.Â
The first is that the spots where there were aspen trees, some of the most beautiful parts of the whole park, are interconnected with each other, and some of the largest organisms on planet Earth. I think likewise, when people grow together and share their burdens, it creates something deeply beautiful and greater than the sum of its parts. I can't help but think of some of the more recent writing projects I've been on, where others have taken what I can provide and amplified it several times. Another lesson is not to get too close to bull elk in life. We on the hike, got close to some elk, but I wouldn't have wanted to get much closer. Sometimes situations in life are best left at a distance, at a safe, observing position. I think the stock market, and potentially stressful situations that are somewhat enjoyable to watch, like football or rugby, fall into this category for me: enjoy from a distance.
My final lesson that I want to talk about here is how having a backup plan is not necessarily an admittance of lack of faith in a plan, but rather prudent living in general. I was glad that the hike leaders had a satellite phone they could text people back at the YMCA with regarding how our party was doing. This backup plan was peace-giving to everyone in the group, and having such safety nets in life to reduce the negative downsides. I think in my own personal life, with the Step 2 exam that I took recently, I had practiced taking a near full-length exam many times before taking the real thing, which in my mind was a type of satellite phone or safety net, because even if I had the worst night's sleep and things were just seemingly falling apart right before the test, I had already done it in a variety of different states and was very familiar with the challenge expected of me. This kind of insurance, in a way, plays an important part in both psychological development of kids, when they feel comfortable enough to return to their parents who are onlooking and able to rescue them from potentially dangerous situations (I am think of what some may call a "secure attachment"). I suspect having such psychological safety during endeavors as adults similarly encourages us to take risks. I would say general boundaries setting in life, trying to frequently obtain a rough idea of what to expect, gives you a "safe operating environment" and lets one unwind to levels of functioning they otherwise would be afraid to reach. I'm thinking clearly of times I have played basketball, with a certain set number of variables (five players on each team, fouls called at appropriate times, and rules being followed), where you are free to get into the mystical flow, anticipating passes, dribbling behind your back, and feeling connected, fully able to venture out for successes knowing full well there are controlled downsides.
Our rented motorhome was a safe haven for us to eat a PB&J sandwich or take a break from the Sun in while we were out on the road.