Good morning, 9:20AM It’s currently 34 degrees and cloudy up top. We received .1” of precipitation in the lat 24 hours. Yesterday’s high was 35 degrees, with an overnight low of 22. -- My boots slushed through the melting snow. The mountain was transforming again. Some steps landed into a combination of water, slush, and hardened ice. Other sections of trail had already melted away, showcasing the bare rock beneath. Smiling at the new green landscape, I continued my walk back from Myrtle Point. I had just passed the junction for Cliff Tops when the world around me turned gold. The morning sun filtered through the clouds, creating a celestial atmosphere. What was this divine intervention? I stood in place for an unknown number of minutes, thinking. The pale golden light continued to illuminate the forest. I briefly came to my senses, just in time to capture the moment. My mind was floating… …I slowly drifted back toward the lodge. Onward, Seth “The softest pillow is a clean conscience.” – John Wooden
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Rick Shepherd
1/9/2018 09:57:53 am
Seth, I can hardly praise these pics enough!.....Some of your best yet!.....Thank You!
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yaya
1/9/2018 08:55:39 pm
Poetic picture.
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Stormi
1/16/2018 03:14:42 pm
Seth,
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