The Bandit and I started our morning on a nearby mountain, waiting for the sun to come up high enough to take the chill out of the cold morning air. We had just climbed up past 8000 ft and got to a nice trailhead stop, but the air kept getting colder up high and, in the shadow of the looming treetops and mountains, it was a losing battle to stay warm.
Still, it's a nice way to start the day, with views like these.
Once we begin feeling the warming effects of the sun's morning blaze, we wind our way down the mountain again. As we approach 'civilization', with Euro-style street lamps and No-Parking-Anywhere signs (alongside million dollar mountain huts), I park for a moment to wonder what it would be like to live here full-time.
Only a few seconds later, the Bandit's engine roars to life again and we descend rapidly towards the ski village below.
Even if I could afford to live here, the price would be too high.
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