moist, sweet air...
morning sunlight flooding over the evergreen blanketed hills...
a whitetail doe bounding across the logging road just ahead of me...
an old black dog staying out ahead...
frogs...
pileated woodpeckers...
birds of all kinds warming up their voices...
did I mention fresh, exhilarating morning air...
an occasional log truck nearby...
a train in the distance chugging up the hill through Winlock and up to Napavine...
a couple of coyotes out for a morning exploration...
getting in shape for Mt. Hood...
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Felt like I was walking right along with you :-)
ReplyDeleteGood you had such a great "leader" with you.