This was trail magic. Sea Breeze’s fire, his light, his heat, his life, remained, their salvation. It is a fact that all drainages, if followed downhill, lead to the same lowland water body. Lost and fallen hikers follow drainages down because walking ridges is harder. And so, despite the complex web of paths, waterfalls, cliffs, as a hiker wanders downhill, drainages merge, faint, abstract paths coalesce, thicken, until there is one path — the one, natural, trodden way. It isn’t a coincidence that Sea Breeze, Brandon Day and Gina Allen, and countless other hikers all wandered, lost, down the same steep slope to nowhere. Aspen Matis
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The old saying, "all drainages, if followed downhill, lead to the same lowland water body" has more than one meaning. First, it is a reminder that down-valley hiking is easier than up-valley hiking. A second meaning of the quote is that hikers will always be lost if they do not follow a ridgeline in the right direction. What this means in practice is that hikers should not stray from the ridge line in order to avoid getting lost. The best way to avoid getting lost is to stick with the ridgeline in the best direction for finding your way out of the woods.

Source: Girl In The Woods: A Memoir

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