Highest Points | Matt Skinner

Everything starts somewhere. And for my journey to see all the high points in the US, it started at Mt. Davis in a very literal sense. But it’s not the only thing that starts there for me.

Some Background

For starters, my family has been going to Mt. Davis since 1961. Or more accurately, we have been going to a place at the foot of Mt. Davis, Deer Valley YMCA Family Camp. I won’t take this post to elaborate too much on Deer Valley, except to say it is a very special place for me and my family. It is a place that has been a thread of consistency for three generations. It is a place where you can get away from life and fake connectedness and focus on things that really matter. It is a place where people matter more than just about anything else, something you can’t say about a lot of our world today.

I think we are all guilty of wanting to go on a crazy adventure on occasion. Whether it’s driving across the country or hitchhiking through Asia, our minds find something exotic and alluring about dropping everything and going to some far-flung place.

But reality usually sets in. There are those crazy people who take the plunge, but I think most of us drop the dream in favor of what is practical and comfortable. And honestly, that’s probably not a bad thing. If everyone spent time trapsing off and leaving all their responsibilities behind the world would probably be a mess. We were created to work and there is joy and honor in being a responsible adult.

But that doesn’t mean you can’t have both.