About a week before my upcoming trip to #NewMexico nostr:npub16vrkgd28wq6n0h77lqgu8h4fdu0eapxgyj0zqq6ngfvjf2vs3nuq5mp2va talked about the concept of a Misogi.

I’d never heard the term before and it stuck in my mind for days. Decided to design my own Misogi around the hardest part of my soon-to-be trip.

There is an ancient pueblo ruin in the high desert of Bandalier I’ve wanted visit for 5 years, but hadn’t, so I decided to go do it.

The rules for my personal Misogi were: do the hike solo, no headphones, no books, no hiking poles, no jet boil. Just some homemade beef jerky and shelter essentials.

The high desert in June is tough. There was one place to get agua in 10 square miles. Very hot, dry, desolate (the last person who did the same route was weeks ago), faint trails, and all over 7000 feet in elevation.

I went out and found that ancient pueblo, it wasn’t what I thought it would be, but it was my Misogi.