Somehow, against probability, some sort of indigenous, recognizable culture has been growing on Western ranches and in Western towns and even in Western cities. It is the product not of the boomers but of the stickers, not of those who pillage and run but of those who settle and love the life they have made and the place they have made it in. I believe that eventually, perhaps within a generation or two, they will work out some sort of compromise between what must be done to earn a living and what must be done to restore health to the earth, air, and water. –Wallace Stegner
I was at the Iron Horse Bicycle Classic over Memorial Day weekend, and was reminded how the act of cycling restores to us a sense of our better selves. On Saturday the road from Durango to Silverton is open only for event traffic, which consists of thousands of people cycling. And on Sunday, in downtown Durango they build a BMX (bicycle motorcross) course on Main Street and run mountain bike, kids, and costume rides through town. The city is designed for enjoyment.
In this economy, what is circulating is people, and more specifically people filled with curiosity, joy and excitement. Combine the human created atmosphere with the Animas River flowing through the heart of town, quaking Aspen stands, and the La Plata and San Juan mountains flying high on the edges, and you have what feels like a healthy community. As my wife said, “the oxygen tastes good” in Durango.
Contempt for the natural world is contempt for life. The domination of nature leads to the domination of human nature. —Edward Abbey, quoted in “River of Lost Souls: The Science, Politics, and Greed behind the Gold King Mine Disaster” by Jonathan P. Thompson
To put Abbey’s idea into positive terms, perhaps embracing our human nature helps us to appreciate greater nature. When we get on a bicycle, our legs flow freely around in circles, the wind blows in our faces, and we breath in more of that sacred oxygen. We feel good. We move forward. When I become more alive inside, I see more of the life around me. Cycling fits here.