Day 28
With camp way below we've hiked to the top of Watchman Peak.
The Sunset place to be.
No mans an Wizard Island.
At least I don't think so.
One, if not thee, deepest and cleanest lakes in all of the United States of America.
Almost near another round of winter, still some small pockets of snow lingering from the past season.
Our "under construction" road out tomorrow.
Dirt trackin'
Here's just another day in a cycle of real life. A cycle tour that saw, my two compasses, Nicola and Hyla, and a I amazingly fill in the empty spaces on a crossword. That meaning a cross state ride from Bakersfield to South Lake Tahoe, CA. There we ceremoniously jettisoned the one spice girl back to life in Ontario, Canada. That up and down story can be found further back via the “older post” button. Father’s days!
These pages are of Hyla and I continuing and taking in some pretty amazing highs and "ohs" and trying to chase, thankfully, a never ending horizon.
Or at least for now Portland, Oregon, U.S.A.
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