I start my hike out before things get dark. A SxS with two different folks in it had just putzed it's way through the same sage expanse the father and son were set up on. The callers to my right were firing up their rigs to get back to wherever it is they came from. Didn't seem to be much reason to be here anymore.
After getting back to the truck I dropped my things on the tail gate and leaned against the truck looking up at the beautiful sky and scenery before me. I just stood there. Dead calm and quiet. The sky was beautiful, these hills were beautiful. I truly enjoyed this moment. I used it as a chance to try and breathe some life back into what little is left of this trip with a half day left. But at the same time I kept asking myself: do I even want to be doing this?
After getting back to the truck I dropped my things on the tail gate and leaned against the truck looking up at the beautiful sky and scenery before me. I just stood there. Dead calm and quiet. The sky was beautiful, these hills were beautiful. I truly enjoyed this moment. I used it as a chance to try and breathe some life back into what little is left of this trip with a half day left. But at the same time I kept asking myself: do I even want to be doing this?
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