Snow Stake

It’s been two whole weeks of recovering from the Covid.  I’ve been lying around the house doing nothing more strenuous than reading and the occasional coughing fit. My test went negative on day 13 and I was feeling mostly back to normal.  I was dying to get outside.  

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It’s on the list, it must be climbed

Peak bagging is a strange pastime.  Getting up at gawdawful hours of the morning, driving all over the state to spend all day walking up and down steep slopes until your toenails turn black all because a mountain appears on some arbitrary list.  Is a 13,000-foot mountain less worthy of climbing than a 14,000-foot mountain?  No.  But the 14,000-foot mountain is on a list.  Actually, the 13,000-foot mountain is on a list too, a different list.  But one list at a time. 

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