Traversing The Range Of Light: 24 Days On The John Muir Trail
High among the pinnacles of Mt. Whitney’s sheer western face, we hiked upward with measured breath and watched from our shifting, precarious vantage as the sun’s first light peeled back the long gown of night, revealing the contours of so many miles we’d recently walked, cragged mountain faces and clear sky aglow in lakes like mirrors, far below.
- By Austin R. Pick - September 26th, 2013 2:39pm