Bedrock & Paradox

I dream of a hard and brutal mysticism in which the naked self merges with a non-human world and yet somehow survives still intact, individual, separate. Paradox and bedrock.

Scene

From yesterday’s ride.

I finally seemed to’ve turned the corner on allergies yesterday. Now it’s just copious snot rather than cotton-stuffed sinuses. I’m hopeful it won’t be too much of a bummer this weekend.

Speaking of which: lots of sleep is in order this evening. It’s going to be a big ‘un.

In other news, it would appear that Woodchuck and I will be spending three days at the end of June hiking the John Muir trail from South Lake (outside Bishop) to Whitney. Very exciting!

DaveC

3 responses to “Scene”

  1. Enel Avatar
    Enel

    Where is that track from?

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  2. Cellarrat Avatar
    Cellarrat

    Sweet you are gonna dig that trail!Hiked alot of the in the boy scouts

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  3. Dave Avatar
    Dave

    Thumb Butte. (Topofusion generated.)

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