It’s currently 19 degrees with winds and low visibility. Yesterday’s high made it up to 40 degrees, with an overnight low of 20. We still have 5” of snow on the ground.
I climbed into my spruce colored overalls and slid on my primer grey anorak. Purchased for a dollar at a church thrift store in Lander, WY – the anorak somehow ended up being worn more frequently than any other layer. Maybe it was the fact that I biked over 3,500 miles before stumbling upon the, already well loved, piece of gear. Regardless, I felt invisible as I trailed into the steel colored world.
I sat at the overlook and stared into the cloud covered landscape. There wouldn’t be a visible sunrise; no indicator of the passage of time. I closed my eyes and focused on the volume of my other senses. The cool winds were gentle. I sat and breathed. I breathed and listened.
I wasn’t sure how long I’d been sitting there, but when I opened my eyes, I imagined a sunrise as great as any other. I was content and happy.
Standing up, I disappeared back into the forest…
P.S. – I noticed a question about visitor numbers. There have been a handful of folks hiking up every day. It looks like the Rainbow Falls Trail is getting much of the traffic.