Why I Started Wild Lines Collective By Justin Wimmer Wild Lines Collective

There's a moment that happens in the wild that I've never been able to fully explain.

It's not the summit. It's not the view — though the view is always worth it. It's something quieter than that. It happens somewhere between the trailhead and the treeline, when the noise of everything else starts to fall away and you remember, almost with surprise, that this is what you actually are. A person. In nature. Breathing.