Another visit to Iron Mountain on a gorgeous morning.
I left home at 4:45am and arrived at Iron Mountain some thirty-five minutes later with the intention of hiking together with Sean Bradford, a delightful young man. I was stunned to find the carpark full at that unseemly hour. Subsequently, I learned the Navy had an outing on the mountain, hence the overcrowding. I suppose that's what happens when you park a fully-staffed battleship, idling at the entrance to a trail. One would think the oceans provided enough scope for their activities. I would love to have seen the outcome had the Marine Corp also decided to visit the "Iron" on the day. Although the trail would have been crowded earlier than when we began, we had a pleasant walk to the top, enjoyed a few cracks with many of the sailors upon reaching the summit and ran down soon thereafter to avoid the returning crowd. It was satisfying that none of the young women and men could catch us, sea legs and all. Once again, the clouds filling the valleys, what appeared to ...