Sunrise at 7,000 feet was spectacular on the one morning and wonderful on the other.
At the commencement, the editor checks directions, the other partner checks the editor's big stick and wonders what's
in store.
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Clouds filling the gorge, caught in shadow.
Early morning in the mountains.
Jen turns before entering the cloud.
Somewhat bleak and beautiful as we approach the saddle.
A mix of clouds and sunrise
No snakes but snaking paths.
Looking rather bleak; the weather wasn't that good either. Still a way to go.
The editor in the shadow of autumn as we near the base.
The so-called slippery slopes of Olympus ('Olimbos')
Nature putting on a show of contrasts.
Stunning, we think.
Exuberant clouds, excited spectators, at dawn.
Frozen jaws and faces at the peak, looking miserable but apparently very happy. Jenni signs the visitors' book making
sure to complain about the weather.
Big sky over Olympus... Zeus must be content.
Cheers,
Jenni and Jeffrey
The editor says enough with sunrises as I sneak in one more.
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