Mount Woodson facing west, Lake Poway below and beauty all around. Contrast with Iron Mountain facing east....nostalgia from Peru.

It's fascinating to be positioned beyond the clouds for a number of reasons. For one, they are virgin white, so pure, so bold from on high and above. However, when one is below the clouds in San Diego, for instance, particularly when they don't allow for direct sunlight to penetrate, their undersides are grey and somber—pretty dull and quite miserable. After returning from the peak, it is as if one has a secret: that of striking colors and images burned into the mind and soul. Whereas to most at ground level, it is a dull day weather wise, the images and feelings derived from the mountaintop remain within one and continue to radiate even when walking back on the unaffected surface below.


Facing east from Mount Woodson as well as some lake views.


Feel the smoothness.




Always preferred mountain to ocean, views.




Antennae on Black Mountain break through clouds while sun lights foreground.





Clouds begin to dissipate and reveal what they covered.





Dam below, clouds all around.




6:15am: all is calm except for ducks disturbing the glassy surface.




An exciting skyline from on high.





Iron Mountain Views:


Purple in the morning.



Soft, oh so soft with hints of color.




Somewhat harsh scene facing east.




Amazing what displays are visible during the early hours of the day.




Cheers,

Jenni and Jeffrey


A few scenes from Peru 2013-Choquequirao Trek



Chicken sandwiches or was it eggs for breakfast?




One road off Main Street before we commence a 42 mile trek.




Car sick before a big hike in the Andes.




14th century engineering, approaching Choquequirao above the walls...protection against invaders from Mars?...Oh, mankind.