Being lost in ridges, meadows and slopes of Mt. Rainier is one of the results of wandering chasing the morning light for photogaphy's sake. Once you find a path you have to figure out which way to go. I checked my water bottle which was half full and guessed I would go to the left. I met a blond women on one of the ridges lamenting a lost love and scattering his ashes to the wind. Would I take a picture she asked. What a place. Never a dull moment.
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