The movement itself is enchantment. It wraps me in a trance that transports me through a place out of time without dimension or duration. The kinaesthetic is totally absorbing. Its properties relegate everything else—people, places, things—to another level, a banal reality where nothing is new, nothing stimulates and nothing pushes the envelope.

Several years ago I made a pass through Ice Lakes Basin on my way to climb Vermillion Peak. At that time I was struck by the beauty of this incredible basin and the surrounding mountains. There are pristine lakes, amazing rock formations of different colors, and fields of wildflowers, all above tree line. Therefore, I was determined to come back and enjoy it again.