I kept walking along the river for a few more hours, then suddenly it was different... I had a little room. I took my backpack off my back and shined my flashlight, the first light I had seen in 5 hours. I was on an ATV trail. Boom. I knew I was safe. I flew down the trail, walking felt sooooo easy out of the foliage it was actually insane. Eventually I stumbled upon a cabin in the woods. It was the dead of night so I stood outside the door for 5 minutes wondering if I should knock. I can only imagine how scary it would be to have someone knocking at your door, in the middle of the isolated in the woods at 2am. I had no choice, I had to. As soon as I did a dog started barking. This meant people were home. An older man with gray hair and a beard in a bath robe answered the door. "I got lost, can I borrow your phone?" My dad answered, he was with a Canadian Mountie who he made me apologize over the phone. He told me search and rescue would have set out for me at sunrise and I was lucky. I knew was, I stumbled into an ATG trail by chance which had lead me the only cabin on the entire mountain.
I made a few stupid decisions and I learned a lot, but I was safe. It was a valuable lesson to have on a more forgiving mountain. Had I not learned this now, maybe in the future I would have died because of it on another mountain. I was am still am humbled to the supreme power of nature. Most importantly I was alive. And I did direct that movie. I'm not sure how many people knew what happened to me. Some heard the story and hardly listened. A few days later it seemed almost surreal. But I still use this as a reminder to how fragile life itself is. When you accept this you're truly able to make the most out of it.
Hope you enjoyed! (This photo was taken in the Colorado Rockies. Taking photos was the last of my concern at this point, but it fit well!)