Big Picture

Every so often, life grants us an unlimited view of the ground below. Maybe that's the appeal of climbing mountains - it's not just the challenge, not just the height or thrill, but also the perspective it lends us for a while.

It was a long week here in the mountains of Colorado and, although I accomplished most of the things on my to-do list, I am ready for home. The Bandit and I have gone exploring every day we've been here. Still, in keeping to these mountain-locked river valleys, the people and the scenery have all started to blend into the same predictable landscape.

It's my final afternoon here. It was time for something different.

The Bandit and I were going to climb - as high and as far as we could go until we ran out of either altitude or met the halfway point on our fuel tank. We pick a random road leading from a tiny mountain town that seems to head skywards, and begin our long journey. No maps, no GPS, just fuel and the windy twisty road ahead and gravity, the roar of my engine, and the occasional ear-pop to let me know that we are still climbing hard.

I absolutely loved the twisties that lay ahead. Bending deep into each one and savoring the fluidity of motion, the finely balanced motorcycle beneath my seat, and feeling the delicate play of inertia and momentum, we blur past scary-looking drops and switchback our way up to the inevitable mountain pass.

Eventually, we run out of high places to reach for and I pull off onto a gravel trail that seems to run the ridge line that we are now skirting. I take in the incredible views, still stirred to excitement from the adventure of the fine road, behind and below us now.

As I marvel at mountaintops and at life up high, I think about how hidden this 'grand view' is while stuck in the day-to-day rummages of life in the valley far below. I also consider how different this grand perspective on everything below really is, and how important.

Without perspective, we are no better than fish, lost to our immediate surroundings and immersed in the tumultuous river of daily living. We may make some forward progress that way, but will lack direction. We may solve problems, but their scope and scale will be diminutive compared to our unspent potential. And the meaning of it all will stay, like the ever-distant horizon, just out of reach.

Some folks throw their hands in the air and leave life up to God, to fate or destiny, or random luck. Some grab and greed after every last dollar. Some are so afraid of unknowns, they turn themselves into miserable control freaks. Really, all that bother and barbarism is just coming from a lack of perspective - not knowing about or caring to see the bigger picture.

Having the right perspective, even striving hard to achieve it... I think it's worth the effort. Then, although we will still find ourselves buried in the turmoil and trudge of daily living, it's easier to figure out what's really important (or not) to us. We'll also have a pretty good idea where all that effort and struggle will lead, and if it's really worth it.

My advice - go climb a mountain every once in a while, metaphorical or otherwise, and take in the view.