Day 56


Last Pass

A profoundly beautiful day, we lose any sense of difference between ourselves, this high rugged land, things gone by, and things to come. It is all encompassed in these high sierra mountains. I could say that we climbed two more passes, got lost in between, talked honestly, and enjoyed the silence. But I can’t imagine the art it would take to convey the eternal feelings that held us and cast a simple light on our lives.


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