“I’m from New York...No, Upstate New York”

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Four pairs of boots start through the snow.
Four pairs of sunglasses look up the mountain.
Four hands ball a little tighter into gloves.
 
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Over a rutted out road, down a hill, over a bridge
Then up. And up.
Over rocks. Around trees.
 
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A plateau, an out-of-the-wind overlook.
A vista of snow-covered trees and peaks.
The sharp smell of cold and snow.
 
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Through pine trees with snow like glitter.
Across a ridge.
Around a corner to a cabin and an ice-covered fire tower.
 
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Up the fire tower, knocking ice to the ground.
Feeling the wind pick up as the ground drops farther away.
Sneaking gloves off to take pictures.
 
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Back down the fire tower.
To a spot out of the wind. Still in the sun.
Hot thermos drinks and snack time.

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