It’s currently clear with a beautiful inversion. Mountain LeConte is experiencing high winds and a temperature of 17 degrees. It should be another gorgeous day, but I would recommend warm layers if you plan on making it up to the higher elevations.
The crowd congregates at the Cliff Tops. High winds hold them is place as each brandishes their obsidian feathered wings. Drifting into another’s lane, a territorial dispute unfolds. Heavy gawking and sharp nipping at tail feathers, pride was being tested. Death defying acrobatics soon filled the stage. What is the reward for victory, I wondered. Dozens more take advantage of the good surf, each content with in their own enterprise. The duel subsides like a receding wave. Territorial terms were either delayed or merely forgotten with the coming of fresh currents. A large crow emerges overhead. Flanking the port side, honor is being tested yet again.
...another wave breaks.
"If you wish to have leisure for your mind, either be a poor man, or resemble a poor man. Study cannot be helpful unless you take pains to live simply; and living simply is voluntary poverty." - Seneca