Forest, Mist, and Broken Trees
Trail Thoughts and Musings
As the ascent continues, the mist again swirls around and through the forest. It lends an eerie yet peaceful enchantment to the land. Suddenly, a broken remnant of a tree looms out from the fog. It acts as a reminder that even in this seldom visited portion of the park, nothing can last forever.
Werner Hager at firstname.lastname@example.org
Last updated December 15, 1998.
Copyright 1996, 1997, 1998 by Werner W. Hager and Micromoms. All rights reserved.