Thoughts from a random place...

I have attempted to establish a repository for two main things that I hold dear - thoughts and events. It might seem bland, to say that this will be where I record some of what I concede in ways of cognitive insights and summaries of events and experiences, but trust me that in the boundary of selflessness, I will try to make it an exciting read. If at very least a read that you dont feel like moments were stolen from you. Journalism is not a forte, just a way.

Wednesday, July 02, 2008

Wells Gray: Part 1

Evening fire by the river.

Hiking through (literally) the overflowing Silvertip river at the base of the falls.

Us clinging on dearly beside the banks of the Silvertip Falls.

Trophy Mountain covered in Glacier Lily's.

Trevor...me...in the meadow.

Crystal...her...in the meadow.

Glacier Lily

Moul Falls: Crystl above, me below.

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Those who profess to favor freedom, yet depreciate agitation, are men who want crops without plowing up the ground. They want rain without thunder and lightning. They want the ocean without the awful roar of its many waters. This struggle may be a moral one; or it may be a physical one; or it may be both moral and physical; but it must be a struggle. Power concedes nothing without a demand. It never did and it never will. Frederick Douglass, American Abolitionist, Letter to an associate, 1849