The Desolation of Gapers: Chapin Pass Loop
The title of this TR is a tad misleading, as it assumes a level of despair and emptiness. Congestion in Colorado has been a brain damaging experience, but I’m not waiving the white flag just yet. On the contrary, I was able to seek solitude, in addition to finding a dispersed campsite….in the Front Range of all places – and it even had a sense of solitude. Truth of the matter is, I spend the greater part of my work week ranting and raving about stuff that doesn’t really even affect me that much – I just have that natural urge as a human to fill that empty void in my soul by bitching about things out of my control, and at the end of the day, it doesn’t really do anyone any good. Keep reading…