Even in the foothills, they add magic…

“Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out that going to the mountains is going home; that wildness is a necessity” ― John Muir, Our National Parks

Mt. Hood (Oregon) from the East side near Dufur, Oregon

Solitude…

“The mountains are calling and I must go.” John Muir

Solitary rock climber in Joshua Tree N.P.

Ready to roll….

“I sauntered about from rock to rock, from grove to grove, from stream to stream…I asked the boulders where they had been and whither they were going….” John Muir

into the woods…

“Come to the woods, for here is rest. There is no repose like that of the green deep woods. Sleep in forgetfulness of all ill.” John Muir (unless there are mosquitoes)

Queen Anne’s Lace or Wild Carrot along a coastal river in Oregon

Above Sitka, Alaska…

“Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out that going to the mountains is going home; that wildness is a necessity” John Muir

Sanctuary

“Keep close to Nature’s heart…and break clear away, once in awhile, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean.” John Muir

seeking something…

“Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out that going to the mountains is going home; that wildness is a necessity” John Muir