Thanks, I decided at the last moment to fly into Portland and joint a group I know, that were spreading Jack's ashes the next day. The day I flew in and the start of the hike it was raining and plain right out crappy. I thought what a waste of money but above 8,000' the sun was shinning and perfect... as you can see in the photo. This was taken around 5:00 am.
"So I was sitting in my cubicle today, and I realized, ever since I started working, every single day of my life has been worse than the day before it. So that means that every single day that you see me, that's on the worst day of my life."
--Peter Gibbons (Office Space)