It was a fine hiking day: supposed to be rain. And it wasn’t. A bit foggy. A bit sunny. Warm. Beautiful trails: up to an old mine and then down and back up to the waterfall – and along the ridge.

Good people. Wendy was there – one of the best people I know.

And I was in the moment – and with the beauty all around me.

There was also the joy of a bushwhack that involved waist-high salal and a “water feature” – funnnn.

Going back to the ridge with Abby later this week – and this time I will take a LOT of photos.

Life is moving on.