Bear Mt in Autumn
Had I really been here two months before - on that very outcropping in the waning light of a summer evening? Reading the register, flashing back - it all seemed distant and surreal. I left begrudgingly - I'll return there again some day. Went down to the Salisbury outfitter. Met up with a local reporter from the Lakeville Journal looking for a story - Frank - who knew Knees. Talked trail for a bit. And it was time to catch rides until I was home.