I got up at 6:15. It was 5 degrees. Made some coffee, oatmeal, did some shoveling and headed down Harvey Road at about 7:30. Listening to Neil Young’s Sugar Mountain. Sun coming up over George’s farm on Harvey Road, Gore and Pete Gay in the distance:
The plan was to try to meet Adk Keith somewhere on Topridge in the morning. Normally those kind of loose plans are pipedreams, but with limited terrain, odds were improved.
I was in the first Gondi with guys that I see over and over. When you are intent on being the first one up the mountain, you always run into the same characters. A guy I’ve seen a million times introduced himself and I immediately forgot his name. Hate that.



