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o now whenever someone asks me, “What’ s the best meal you’ve ever had,” I get to say, “A can of Spaghetti-O’s and a vanilla pudding pack.”
Cuz then I get to follow it up with, “On the edge of a 2500-foot drop near the top of Yosemite Falls during a two-and-a-half-hour climb.”
Yessir. Best Meal Ever.
What a glorious couple of days. It was so fun to go alone and just explore. And I’ve heard rumors that there are several other interesting, memorable, and attractive geological features worth visiting in my very own country. I may have to investigate this further.
Beautiful shot, Steve. If only you had included the aforementioned can of Spaghetti-O’s in the frame.
I took a special delight in reading a few chapters of Cailtin Kiernan’s SILK at the highest point of Brown’s Pass in Glacier Nation Park, my view akin to yours. It was perfect, being able to stare off distractedly as I mused on a particular passage or metaphor and having the splendors of the world to consider as I did so.
I considered it because the contrast was just too perfect, but it was pretty windy up there and I would have felt like a complete ass if the can had blown off.