Superbowl Sunday

” We are very good at preparing to live, but not very good at living. We know how to sacrifice ten years for a diploma, work hard to get a job, but we have difficulty remembering that we are alive in the present moment, the only moment there is for us to be alive. ” – Thich Nhat Hanh

This weekend we drove a bit further into the mountains and embraced the cold air. It is warmer here in the city, but those fierce mountain winds bite. We headed up an extra windy trail toward Chief Mountain.

The densely packed trees that greeted us at the beginning of the morning were like a winter wonderland. The barren rocks near the end of the trail were an alien landscape. I did not have any fun looking at the rocks, even a little.

Undeterred by the wind trying to knock us over, we enjoyed the views and rock-hunting as long as our faces and frozen fingers could stand. We booked it back down to the car and drove to a small little espresso stand I’ve been to before. To our luck, we were surrounded by about 50 elk who also wanted coffee and muffins. Or Wendys. Or grass. It was hard to tell.


Stumped

Despite its demise, this tree stump looked elegant with its cap of snow.


Trees

I did not almost fall taking this stupid picture and I am not including it here out of spite.


Winded

The gusts of wind across the bare rock were bitingly cold.


See The Trail


Sunshine

Even through the cold, Tom was a ray of sunshine.


Rocks

Some people look up at the view. Some people look down at the rocks.


Finished

We made it to the top.


Worth It

The view from the top of Chief Mountain was spectacular.


Coffee

We were treated to some elk-watching while we ordered coffee and muffins.

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