We didn’t see anyone else for ten days. The weather was good, and the bears and the bugs were too in their own way. We did not intend to become smug. Mostly we played scrabble and drank coffee, but some days we got bored with the scrabble and our eyes began to move a bit too rapidly from the coffee and we looked at rocks and they looked back at us, and we didn’t say much except put things in bags and walked up hill until we needed our hands to help our feet. If we were lucky maybe we looked over our shoulders to watch the sun set and think “how pretty” quietly to ourselves, maybe give a whoop, maybe give an extra shit about it all, make a note, reminders “why”, and yes keep that it will help later. maybe the next day or one day we would do it again, though we knew we probably never would and that maybe this was enough