If you were lucky enough to have a trail named after you, what message would you convey through the terrain? Mine would begin deep in the forest, to give what every human spirit yearns for- to be absorbed and enveloped inside a beautiful living thing.
It would climb up steep switchbacks, and the top would have sweeping views that overlooked the fog. A reminder that clarity exists above the muck and confusion.
It would curve along the coastline with the vast ocean below because to feel small, but somehow significant, is one of the most honest expressions of truth. Mine would tell a story. In every language. Without any words.
Ewoldsen Trail captured this story perfectly.