He lost his wife 4 years ago. They used to get up every Saturday and make the 1/2 hour commute to walk these trails together. They laughed and shared their adventures together. At this overlook they would usually stop and just consider how luckily they were to have each other and to be able to share this moment together. They would each pick up a grain of sand and hold the universe in the palm of their hand. Now that she's gone he talks these gratitude walks to remember all the good times. The view still amazes him.
"The whole world is a circus if you know how to look at it. The way the sun goes down when you're tired, comes up when you want to be on the move. That's real magic. The way a leaf grows. The song of the birds. The way the desert looks at night, with the moon embracing it. Oh, my boy, that's... that's circus enough for anyone. Every time you watch a rainbow and feel wonder in your heart. Every time you pick up a handful of dust, and see not the dust, but a mystery, a marvel, there in your hand. Every time you stop and think, "I'm alive, and being alive is fantastic!""