Ok, so maybe not a mountain. It was awesome though. This beautiful hike up a road that had been closed off and was covered in leaves that fell like whispers from the canopy of trees that hung over the road filtering the light like cathedral glass. When we got to the top of Granddad Bluff you could see the whole valley stretched out below, through the slight haze that spread to, or perhaps from the Mississippi. The wind blew up the sheer side of the cliff, keeping us from the edge.
The vampiric state bird not withstanding, the trip here has been beautiful.
Today's the first day the sun is hiding. We're going to go up to a lake that has roads on the bottom.
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