When I hiked up Mount Si for the first time back in February, it was covered in snow and ice at the top, and there was no way I was going to scramble all alone up the Haystack, which is an intimidating chunk of rock looming a few hundred feet over the trail with several USE EXTREME CAUTION signs reminding everyone that people have died trying to climb the Haystack. I was afraid of the Haystack. Which seems just terribly silly now that I, you know, climb.
Eric and I decided to cut out of work early on a warm summer weeknight and catch the sunset from the summit.
So chill.
So fun!
