I passed a couple of hunters who were dragging a buck down the trail. The air was hazy from fires burning down in Cache Valley. It was windy and cold at the summit, but it was an otherwise fine day for hiking.
"As an adolescent I aspired to lasting fame, I craved factual certainty, and I thirsted for a meaningful vision of human life - so I became a scientist. This is like becoming an archbishop so you can meet girls."