The last day of my trip, my planned camping/hiking excursion is cut short by a frigid, hard-biting wind.
Everything is in the process of losing its leaves, if they have not already been lost.
I cannot say I find too much pleasure in this bleak, deadened autumn landscape.
Still, it was good to get out and get a small hike in. I will never complain about getting the chance to climb a good hill.
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