Penitentes
On the Pacific Crest Trail I complained bitterly about the endless “sun cups” in the snowfields. Little did I know how lucky I was, they could have been “Penitentes”.
On the Pacific Crest Trail I complained bitterly about the endless “sun cups” in the snowfields. Little did I know how lucky I was, they could have been “Penitentes”.
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