My massive Adirondack trek is ready to return home. I gave it absolutely all I had, but unforgivable perils, dangers far beyond hypothermia, ultimately turned me back. I realized, after two separate days’ hikes in snowy weather conditions, that I’d gotten enough, incredible efforts in exchange for the release, the mountain sure isn’t worth dying for. And so, yes, I return home, stopping at my brother’s residence in Vermont on the way, and after an unforgettable stay at a ‘Loj’ amidst the high peaks all around, the most startlingly spare accommodations and for less than $100 a night. It’s a remarkable experience which will mold me, stick with me, and I look forward to my return to my hometown of Manchester. It may take four days to get back, or it may take a week, regardless nothing can dim this epic adventure, and I crave more, whether sprawling or stationary, after the needed break, rest, recover, return.