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In by Chris on October 22, 2010 at 9:21 pm

We got ourselves out of bed as the sun rose. It was raining.

“Aw, man, really, Mother Nature?”

“Get up, let’s go, let’s go.”

The drive up into the mountains took several hours, and we listened to the classical music radio station. The rain only got harder.

Up at the gravel turnout where we were supposed to start hiking up onto Mount Franklin’s shoulder, we decided to break open the wine.

Once we were good and warm, we set out. Before too long we were drenched, and when the rain stopped soon after, we were sad to see it go.

 

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