Back in my old haunt, Missoula, squeezing in one of those quick, gritty workouts.
Took on Sentinel after chaining myself to my desk all day. With daylight slipping through my fingers, I sprinted for the trailhead and soon found myself on a ridge, practically touching the clouds.
Managed to snag some time to test out the new camera, too. Here I am, twisting the swivel screen to snap a shot from underneath—felt a bit like a sci-fi movie, but in a “Big Brother is watching” kind of way.
Time slipped away as quickly as my feet carried me down the mountain. Oh well, it’s better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick!
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