The sky gods flew to HR. At CS, the restitution was epic with multiple wings back lit by the settling sun and glowing like embers over the darkening ground. The pinnacles and scree slopes were blood red. Rocky spines were starkly outlined by black-ink dark shadows on their east faces. Jefferson, Hood, and Adams, resplendent in fresh white mantles pierced the sky to the south, west, and north. It was a struggle to get one’s arms around the stark panorama: and slow revolving circles, drifting back down the 15km/hr east flow made the merry-go-round even more surreal. How lucky we are!
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Cheers,
M
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