First light woke me this morning, and I dressed in all my layers and went outside with camera and tripod to photograph the waking day. DW lit the kerosene heater and started water for tea, then joined me on top of this knob of rock we've called home for the past few days. We watched for the sun to make it over the ridge of mountains to the east; sunrise so close to this peak we call The Mountain is a wonderful sight to see. Then we saw it: light glinting off the windows of the Fremont lookout, miles away, just this side of the three Burroughs peaks.
I'm going to miss this place.
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