When running, Fauja realized he thought only of his next step. After enough steps, his mind went blank, and with his feet pounding the pavement, Fauja says, "I felt connected to God." The anger evaporated. For at least a few moments, Fauja escaped his grief. Jordan Conn
It's a beautiful morning up top. The high yesterday reached 44 degrees. The overnight low got down to 10 degrees. It was 17 degrees and clear at 7am observation. The mountain received a light dusting of snow yesterday. There is very little snow on the ground, but the trails are in rough shape due to all the rain we received over the past few days. Expect some slick spots!
Yesterday was a fantastic afternoon for ambling around up top. The wind was rollicking like a ship at sea and an unexpected light snow started falling on my way out to Myrtle Point. The clouds were forever changing, a new scene every time one's focus drifted skywards. I did not see another person all day, the blustery conditions and seemingly poor views kept folks in the valley. I tend to look back on my stints on the mountain and remember the big hikes, spectacular views, reunions with good friends and other noteworthy bookmarks, but it is the days like yesterday that really get into my blood, that keep me refilling my cup. Long, calm afternoons with great books that seem to stretch for days, peaceful runs with nothing and everything to distract me, drinking in the windsounds on my porch like a fine whiskey, the gentle peace that permeates everything. Wild and free and untamed.
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