Up before dawn.
Woolens, warmies, and dark coffee, hot.
Up to the high country.
Eight thousand-plus feet in elevation.
High. Country.
Much of the first snowfall has melted.
What will we find there this time?
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Up before dawn.
Woolens, warmies, and dark coffee, hot.
Up to the high country.
Eight thousand-plus feet in elevation.
High. Country.
Much of the first snowfall has melted.
What will we find there this time?
