damn

That's all I could utter, Seriously; after spending a term at Dartmouth getting used to the gloomy overcast weather. Coming over the ridge of Mt Mousilake to see a completely bluebird sky in both directions was a pretty big open mouth - stopped in my tracks moment. Not only that, but I quickly turned my face to the sun and really tried to enjoy its warmth. Growing up in Colorado, it was easy to take the sun for granted, but as I mentioned when the sun comes out on campus, all studying is pretty much off for the day. Being on top of Mt Mousilake made it feel that much stronger.



With the help of some serious singing, everything from Jay Z to working on the railroad, we powered up mousilake by 11 and gave ourselves plenty of time to enjoy the summit. After a long lunch lying in the sun, we reluctantly continued on our route toward the end of the trail. Much more relaxed (and in shape!) than at the beginning of the trip, it was hard to leave the sun, but another fun night in a cabin lay ahead.