Everyone posts about Angels Landing, but I stopped at Observation Point. My legs were shaking, my lungs were raw, and I kept thinking about how far I’d come just to stand still. The view was ridiculous—layers of red and gold, cliffs that looked fake—but all I could feel was relief that I didn’t have to keep going. Nobody tells you how much pressure there is to hit every summit, to collect every badge. I watched people pass me, grinning for photos, and felt like I’d failed. But honestly? That quiet at the top, the not-quite-there, was enough. Sometimes you don’t need to finish the trail to feel like you’ve arrived. #Travel #TravelHonesty #HikingTruths