Mica Lake, Colorado / An image from my first night in Mica Lake, or rather the foggy half-sunrise that followed. Everything around was completely still, almost crystalline in the alpine air. Only the clouds defied the morning's frozen order, flowing fast over the peaks in an floating sea of endlessly changing forms. Here they are washing over the peak of Little Agnes, a scene waiting just outside the door of our tent.
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