Monday, October 5, 2009

An Ode to an MCC Season Quickly Winding Down - Morgan Marks, NRock

I'll remember the times out on the town smiling and chatting with ex MCC folk
Supporting local causes and spending money we all just don't have
Running into Corps Members now turned good friends, not just co-workers
And then purposefully running into them
Sharing good food and conversations at many a pot luck
Busting ass during a 21-day stint in Idaho
Building rafts out of downed logs and actually witnessing the darned thing float
Diverting a stream of water off the trail, and really learning how to 'think' like water... making sure every hikers boots remain dry :-)
Laughing, crying, being sore and tired and still finding something to smile about
It's the sweat, and stink, pulaskis and picmattocks, boots and Carharrts
Fixing and maintaining trails no one has touched in 25 years, and seeing the sponsors face glow when they see the trails' transformation
Meeting incredible, generous people - people who come into your life only for a moment, but who you'll remember for much longer
All the while holding back bittersweet tears
Cause the work's been hard, and we all came out here for our own reasons
In our hearts we will always have this season
But what connects us, all of us, is passion, and appreciation
For the wild places, the far away lakes, the incredibly clear MT night sky
The chance to see a mountain lion, or grizz
It's the grace nature allows, and gives freely
It's the love of being outside, and the 'No, not me' attitude towards cubicles
Here's to every MCCer's adventurous spirit - With Hope + Love.

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Take nothing for granted. Not one blessed, cool mountain day or one hellish, desert day or one sweaty, stinky, hiking companion. It is all a gift.
—CINDY ROSS, Journey on the Crest, 1987