1169 to 1155 (Donner Pass)
Up early, climbing to chase the sunrise. In the dim light, a creature paused ahead of me before darting into the shadows. An unfamiliar size and shape. As big as a coyote but it didn't move like that and it lacked a tail. Something I'd never encountered.
|Just another PCT sunrise.|
|Yellow of mules ears in autumn.|
|I'm following you!|
Realizing I had been followed and watched for so long gave me that vulnerable but also alive feeling. A reminder that I am a primate, an animal, a fellow creature. That these forests and mountains I climb through as much as they feel like home to me, they are not my native habitat. They belong to these bobcats and deer and face gnats.
Still, I kept turning around to look behind me for the rest of the day.
|Bridge at North Creek.|
|Switchbacks down to Donner Pass.|