The soft morning air became clearer and sharper as Stacy's truck lurched along the forest service road to our trailhead, and by the time she parked, the big sky seemed to offer a welcome as it turned to a deep hue of blue. Out of the truck we all bounded, listening to last minute instructions from Stacy, and then loading packs on our back and pausing for pictures by the trail sign.
We paused for a rest at a rocky outcropping 20 minutes from the pass. At the gap, (11,600 feet) I passed through and turned to look back where we had been...it was a gorgeous sight. Clouds dotted the perfect blue sky with spruces reaching up to the heavens, and peaks in the distance teasingly out of reach. Then, I turned back to see where I was now headed and stopped cold where I stood. Emotions welled as I saw endless peaks, more blue sky with even more perfect white clouds, a beautiful valley dipping into never land, and me, standing like a speck witnessing the grandeur. What else could I do? Yes, I cried.
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