Spent the day up in the Sierra waiting for the moon to rise. Mother Nature had other plans. Instead of a giant harvest moon, I got lightning bolts and splatty rain, and the smell of summer dust pasted to the granite rocks. I can lose myself in those things.
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Earlier in the day, I fished for some trout, but no luck there. My fishing spot was so perfect, I didn’t care… watched a mom and daughter canoe across the lake and listened to the thunder. Shared the road on and off all day with the Kacie’s Ride For Hope bikes. Tough folks taking on Carson Pass during pelting rain with lightning bolts everywhere. Gonna go back up again tomorrow, on 9/11. Can’t think of a better way to spend a day in memory of those who perished that awful day– I’ll be celebrating freedom. It’s a wonderful thing… get up and head out the door without any cares or second thought. Hope that one day the whole world will know the feeling.
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