I love the clear blue sky above the mountain. What a great day to be in Maybird. I was there last Saturday (01/20/2007) and the day started sunny, partly coudy. By the time I snowshoed up into the top of the gulch under the Pfeifferhorn, visability had dropped significantly--so much that I never saw the mountain again that day, or the ridges that surround the gulch on three sides. It was eerie and clausterphobic, but very atmospheric and enjoyable.
"There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such is the paradox of living, this ecstasy comes when one is most alive, and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive."