The Mountains of Montana
Big Sky, Montana
Well the moment finally came. I had postponed the dreaded walk since the very day I had arrived early last week. My discomfort in taking a quiet trek near the origins of the Gallatin River by way of the Headwaters Camp trail wasn't due to impossibly deep snow; where only a couple of inches had accumulated that in the heart of winter would have easily equaled several feet. No, the real crux of the problem was that I had saved this one remaining experience over a week long visit in review of completed works for my last day, and now that day had come all too quickly.
Words cannot possibly begin to convey a feeling or emotion well enough to be shared or understood by others. How does one capture the sense of place, song, passage or remembrance that moves the heart or soul? Such things are often deeply personal and occur in a moment of silence; the kind of silence I had experienced while in the palm of Lone Mountain, the Pioneer Range and Cedar located deep within the confines of the Yellowstone Club located in Big Sky, Montana. I was once again humbled and pretty sure that it was a hapless snow flake that had caused my eyes to blur in a swell of appreciation, admiration and respect for this magnificent place.
Front page news and paying the bills have been too much of a distraction for all of us in recent days and during this final walk of solitude the mountains gave me pause, perspective and demanded my full attention in a way that only this kind of place could.
No matter where you may live, may we all think of the Mountains...for our walk in life can sometimes be too brief and may pass all too quickly; be grateful for family, friends and distant places. For true value resides in such things. Events and circumstance will change by the day, however may the things that matter most to you and yours remain forever like the Mountains of Montana!
Daniel J Turvey, AIA