I never thought I’d be the type to wake up at 5 am just to watch the sunrise, but apparently, I am because one morning I found myself staring my car and heading off into the dark. Step one, get out of the house: accomplished. Step two, race the sun. We started off a bit later than intended and on the drive there I could slowly start to see the sun waking up for the morning. I was worried we’d miss the sunrise. At the rate we were going it seemed like it’d be a nail biter. I could see wisps of pinks appearing in the sky before we even reached the parking lot. Once on the trail, I was tempted to start running but we were distracted at nearly every turn by glimpses of the sunset between the trees. Shutter fingers clicking away we made our way along calling out every few feet about a new discovery. And then we reached the overlook. With so much emphasis on the sunrise, you’d think the color of the sky would be what blew me away but that wasn’t nearly as impressive as the mist. It was everywhere. Pictures fail to capture how expansive it was. It made me think of looking out an airplane window and seeing the world beneath you through the clouds except, this time my view was not limited to a tiny window. There was one particular mountain that had the trees arranged just so that my overactive imagination was able to envision a far off castle floating in the sky.
Eventually, the sunrise came to an end and after several moments so too did our moment on the overlook, there were more trails to hike. Looking back one last time at my imagined castle I hiked on into the unknown.