A mountain soliloquist
Jul 01, 2019
3 minutes
By John Thaxton
hile climbing Wright to bag my first of the 46 High Peaks, I couldn’t help but notice several pairs of birds, invisible in the lush, hysterically chartreuse leaves of early spring, calling back and forth to each other from what seemed a few inches away at most. My hiking partners asked impatiently if we could continue up the mountain rather than stand in the same spot while I searched in vain for the invisible birds. On the hike down I heard them again and
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