The approach to Rainier was peppered with glimpses of what was to come, then the mountain would go out of sight. Eventually another bend in the road would bring a peek at the mountain, closer, bigger, then gone.
Another bend and a peek – holy shit it’s so much closer, bigger!
Turn, turn , turn.
Another bend and peek – duuuuuude, it’s biiiiggggerrrrrrrrrr!!!!
Turn, turn, turn.
It got bigger!!! Look at at!
Leaving certain places stirs a satisfied melancholy. Riding the ferry back to mainland Washington after three days on Lopez, just such a pleasant melancholy settled in on me and it was not the reaction I’d expected heading into the trip. Why the melancholy? I don’t know. Finding love when you weren’t looking, then leaving….? Something about […]