by Mud and Bug
It's hard to describe what it feels like out there. It's quiet, it's hot, it's cold, it's high, and it's rocky. We watch the landscape change around us as we gain and lose elevation. From forests and creeks to rocks and lakes. We can tell when we are above 10,000 feet when the air gets thinner. Climbing becomes harder with the sun beating down on us and our lungs working harder for oxygen. When we reach 11,000 feet, there are few trees left around us. Slowly, the landscape becomes nothing but rock and a few resilient patches of grass. At last, 12,000 feet leaves us nothing but rock. No water. No green. The only life around is us.
It's such an innately unfamiliar environment. It begs curiosity. Yet we don't stay long. We go down and down... Seeing the progression in reverse. Patches of grass, patches of trees, then finally forest and creeks where we can camp, drink and cook. It feels like coming home.
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