Sunday morning found us itching to get out of town and away from the smoke and smell of the still burning landfill (see previously).

So we headed for the hills.

We looked down across the Liguanea (say: Li-ga-nee) Plain; a blueblack cloud covered the city and sealed in the noxious smoke.

At over 4,500 feet above the smog,
we hiked in the cool clear air,
ate wild raspberries …

… and tried to pronounce lichen.

We reluctantly headed back down at sunset.

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I could really use a little scenery like that right now. You are very lucky!
Nice article…I would not mind being on some mountain enjoying such views.
PEACE.
Thats a nice trip. I love it up there…