Sunday, July 21, 2013

Mount Superior

There is a long list of places in the mountains I have been in the winter, but have never thought to go in the summer. After work the other night I grabbed my camera, a water bottle, and some running shoes to go tag a familiar summit in an unfamiliar way.

It felt strange to hit the trail head with the hum of insects and an overgrowth of greenery. I made my way uphill passing memories of frigid winter mornings and deep powder days. The ridge to the summit isn't any less beautiful in the summer and I hope to tag more summits this way before the snow flies. I sat on the summit and thought back to the last time I was there. It doesn't take long for the world to change completely. I hope to make this a habit. 

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