I might as well stop hiking right now.
There is no way I will ever go on a hike better than today's. Future good hikes will just be different. Any thing to complain about lasted no more than 15 minutes, the worst of which was bugs at the end on the Bicknell Ridge trail descent as the wind died down. Wind gusts while ascending the Ledges of the Baldface Circle Trail were temporary and cooling. Ascending these rocks was challenging, but full of beauty and not impossible. Hot rocks on the way to North Baldface included a sampling of shade. Solitude was occasionally interspersed with conversation. Good conversation included silences that were not awkward. All uphill climbs up ledges were gently interspersed with the most delicious vegetation.
Today's 6-word poem: "Step, Step, Blueberry; Step, Step, Blueberry."
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Emerald Pool calls!
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