A week after our last long day in the Sierras, I found myself thirsting for a short hike and so went up Owl's Head after dinner. It was a slower trip than usual, however it was good to be hiking again. Afterwards I headed over to the Fossil Cabin, watched the sunset from my porch, sipped some single malt in a "Whoa Nellie Deli" shot glass (thanks Mark), and started to re-read Don Mellor's "American Rock."
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