It’s wet and foggy up top this morning - currently 43 degrees. We received .95 inches of precipitation last night. It’s still drizzling on the mountain. Plan ahead and prepare for wet conditions if you’re making the trek up.
The clouds gurgled beneath West Point as the sun faded into a cloud smothered horizon. When would it start? The mountains were dark and moody, ready for what appeared to be on its way - rain. The colors began to fade. The world took on a deep blue hue - the clouds kept bubbling in the distance.
I woke to gusts of rain and wind pelting the flat walls of the cabin. My alarm rang but I was already awake. I threw on my gear and shortened the distance between me and the coffee beans. Hovering over the ceramic mug, I couldn’t help but to marvel at the rainy day. Mount LeConte always took on a magical character when clouds and rain cloaked the mountain. The smell of damp grounds brought my attention to the brewed beverage.
Today, I’d enjoy coffee in Middle Earth.
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