It’s currently 30 degrees and clear up top. Yesterday’s high was 33 degrees, with an overnight low of 21.
Expect plenty of ice on the trails up top.
Waving goodbye to the setting sun, I couldn’t help but feel sad at the loss of golden light. Good things come and go. The winds began to pick up. I stood my ground and stared at the dimming world below. The sun was well below the horizon, but the ball of fire wasn’t finished saying goodbye. Clouds in the western sky ignited with color. Another 30 minutes passed. It was getting colder. Stubborn, I lingered.
Picking up where last nights show finished, Colors exploded in the sky just before the sun crested in the eastern sky. I fought the urge to stay all day in that very spot. With a number of errands on my list, I turned and trekked back toward the lodge. Back at the lodge, I looked over my mental checklist. Pack loaded…
I descended the mountain.
“There are some places so beautiful they can make a grown man break down and weep.” - Edward Abbey