Painting

Imagine you're in a large room and in the wall you see a beautiful painting of jagged granite snow capped mountains with wild flowers in shades of purple and yellow dancing in the foreground.  You walk towards it for a closer look but can't reach it.  Then flip, suddenly you are in the painting and it is alive with color and sounds and smells and you are a part of it.  That's what today was like.  

We were walking up and down grassy mesas paralleling the mountains and then flip the trail turned and descended into them.  It's been dramatic.  Every twist and turn opening up a landscape even more beautiful than the one before.  

It was a rollercoaster trail between twelve and thirteen thousand feet but we did well.  We met two more north bound thrus and two girls doing a 4 day trip.

I forgot to mention that I got a new shirt in my resupply box.  Very exciting.  The old one was sweat stained and full of holes.