Where we’ve been
The ride along Trinity Ridge is one of my favorite forest roads. My mind’s eye flips through memories here, each an ebullient passage through crisp air carrying faint forest smells, earthy and herbal, among unlimited vistas.
My brothers Joel and Jeremy and I are leaving last night’s campsite on the shore of Big Trinity Lake for another day of mountain adventure. Today’s departure is an easygoing contrast to yesterday’s morning workout.