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Six of us made it to our first rest stop a couple hundred yards up the trail from the trailhead. The real trail heads to the right from here. An illegal short-cut is seen going straight up the mountain. We're still breathing ok at about 8000 feet elevation at the start.
Mid-way up the mountain, this is a view looking down. Don't take a wrong turn off the trail. It's a long way down!
Here are five of us at (essentially) the top. We're actually about a couple tenths of a mile and a hundred feet elevation from the real top, which is seen behind us.
The sixth, and most determined, member of our team can barely be seen in this telephoto shot of the actual peak.
Don't feed the animals, however friendly, and don't pick the flowers, however pretty.
| Quote of the moment |
| Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting: The soul that rises with us, our life's star, Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh from afar. Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness, But trailing clouds of glory, do we come From God, who is our home: Heaven lies about us in our infancy. |
| ~ William Wordsworth, Intimations of Immortality. Stanza 5. ~ |
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