I cant wait to be in high-altitude again...the crisp morning breeze...chilling to the lips...the majestic rolling clouds, as carpet shrouding the lowlands...the sun lighting up the heavens in gold...high lenticular clouds fiery above us all...the silence of nature's grandeur...engulfed by the spirit of life all around.
I miss sweat trickling down my face...the slow uphill trudge to the summit...the cramping muscles...and the sweetness of reaching the summit and the breath of fresh montane air. I am a mountaineer and I can wait to be back in my element.
No comments:
Post a Comment