In February 2004 we took a really cold backpacking trip into Panthertown. We had spent the past couple of years braving the Colorado winters, and I figured we wouldn’t have any problems backpacking in North Carolina in February. But, man, humidity makes it feel so much colder. …
To the attentive eye, each moment of the year has its own beauty, and in the same field, it beholds, every hour, a picture which was never seen before, and which shall never be seen again. - Ralph Waldo Emerson