I ask myself why i go out here every time whence i am standing in the middle of everything and absolute quiet and nothing at the same time. knowing i have to get myself out of here. it's an hour and a half getting in here, and took me all of 3 hours to get back to the truck. trudging through snow 7 feet deep, uphill is no small feet.
I love it out here and it is very secluded there are no birds and no animals this day. only trees wind and snow and the small stream which wandered through the bluffs of snow 8 feet down to base ground as the water ran silent in slush.