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| Photo by me, January 2017. |
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he rain approached from the north, rolling over the mountains of the Cohutta Wilderness of North Georgia. I did not have much time atop the mountain; with the rain comes the wind.
If I had been on this spot a week earlier I would have been standing in the snow and bitter cold. By the time I made it up there, the snow was melted and it was me and the skeletal trees in winter hibernation. There may not be a prettier spot in the Georgia mountains, at least there was not on that day.
I hike to think, I stand on top of mountains and I look at the stars every clear night to dream and wish. In those brief moments the world is all mine like the early morning.
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| Photo by me, January 2017. |
The walks taken in the valleys through the adverse conditions are worth it for the peaks in life, no matter how brief they may be.
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