There’s a quote I like that I heard some time ago. It goes:
“At first dreams seem impossible, then improbable, and eventually inevitable”.
Looking ahead, Jakob, Daniel and my departure for Cochamo Valley in Northern Patagonia looms less than a month away. Looking back, it would seem that quote proved prophetic. Although one could argue that we added a few steps between ‘improbable’ and ‘inevitable’. With our fair share of obligations stateside, maybe ‘unreasonable’, perhaps even ‘irresponsible’. But when Planet Grants-It generously opened a door for us, there was no delaying and certainly no looking back. We were catapulted kicking and screaming with stoke squarely into ‘inevitable’ territory – a dream trip we had been slowly cooking up for years was imminently going to come true: two and a half months of horse-supported rock climbing with a focus on first ascents.
And so the mad rush and scramble to prepare our bodies and minds began. Fresh off several months on the high seas, we were woefully unprepared to tackle two months of horse-packing and rock climbing in the Chilean backcountry. Any semblance of a callous on our hands had long been washed away by tepid salt water; our leg muscles withered to embarrassing proportions from being confined to a 34’ boat. But our hearts! Our hearts were all in.
Now, back in civilization, we delve into the nitty-gritty of the planning stage: sifting through topo maps, editing gear lists, making travel arrangements and searching for additional sponsors.
Put it all together and you have three aspiring climbers and horsemen on the brink of a trip that started as a far fetched idea over a cold night’s campfire several years back. Impossible, to improbable, and now inevitable. More to come as our departure date approaches.