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>From the book, Mountaineering in the Sierra Nevada, by Clarence King, 1871;

"No tongue can tell the relief to simply withdraw scientific observation, and 
let Nature impress you in the dear old way with all her mystery and glory, 
with those vague indescribable emotions which tremble between wonder and 
sympathy."

and

"Perhaps there is no element in the varied life of an explorer so full of 
contemplative pleasure as the frequent and rapid passages he makes between city 
life and home; by that I mean his true home, where the flames of his bivouac 
fire light up trunks of sheltering pine and make an island of light in the 
silent darkness of primeval forest."

and, my favorite;

"As often as one camps at twelve thousand feet in the Sierra, the charm of 
crystally pure air, these cold, sparkling gem-like tints of rock and alpine 
lake, the fiery bronze of foliage, and luminous though deep-toned sky, combine to 
produce an intellectual and even a spiritual elevation.  Deep and stirring 
feelings come naturally, the present falls back into its true relation, one's own 
wearying identity shrinks from the broad, open foreground of the vision, and 
a calmness born of reverent reflections encompasses the soul."

Exactly, Clarence, exactly.


Best regards,

Greg Hummel