Good evening, 5:12PM
It’s currently 34 degrees and cloudy up top. Yesterday’s high was 35 degrees, with an overnight low of 15.
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The winds began howling early in the evening. Finding cover amidst the myrtle - I gazed south as the ambitious clouds tore across the heavens. Everything around me was in motion. The sky continued to explode with color, the trees waved back and forth in delight, and I shifted side to side as the wind cut through my absence of protective layers. Happy, I decided to keep an eye on the sky. The sun set. It didn’t take long before I needed to escape the gusty assault.
I woke to a contrast in scenery. The mountain was cloaked by a cloud. From the looks of it - Mt. Le Conte would remain tucked in the covers for the remainder of the day. I wandered around camp, taking a seat on the porch of Cabin 9. Powerful gusts collided with the Cliff Tops. The squall could be heard from where I sat. I picked up my lantern and continued a lone promenade around the lodge. A few red squirrels squeaked as I past by…
I nodded in return.
Onward,
Seth
It’s currently 34 degrees and cloudy up top. Yesterday’s high was 35 degrees, with an overnight low of 15.
--
The winds began howling early in the evening. Finding cover amidst the myrtle - I gazed south as the ambitious clouds tore across the heavens. Everything around me was in motion. The sky continued to explode with color, the trees waved back and forth in delight, and I shifted side to side as the wind cut through my absence of protective layers. Happy, I decided to keep an eye on the sky. The sun set. It didn’t take long before I needed to escape the gusty assault.
I woke to a contrast in scenery. The mountain was cloaked by a cloud. From the looks of it - Mt. Le Conte would remain tucked in the covers for the remainder of the day. I wandered around camp, taking a seat on the porch of Cabin 9. Powerful gusts collided with the Cliff Tops. The squall could be heard from where I sat. I picked up my lantern and continued a lone promenade around the lodge. A few red squirrels squeaked as I past by…
I nodded in return.
Onward,
Seth
“Trying to catch the meanings that were there, in that moment before the lifting of the dark.” - Sigurd F. Olson
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