We are in the Sierras. The Sierras!
Packed up, had lunch, whatever. We didn’t get out of Kennedy Meadows until mid-to-late afternoon. We met back up with Steve, who’d spent the last two days in town with his family, and hit the trail. Right away, the difference in environment was apparent.
We walked up a grassy hill, turned a corner, and before us was a grove of pine trees. The ground was covered with tiny purple-pink flowers, so small and numerous that they seemed to form a thick haze. Every mile is more beautiful than the last. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings. ‘Night.
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