Nov 262012
 

I was standing in a deep fjord, presumably in Puget Sound, explaining to someone how much I loved the Pacific NW and wanted to return there. I looked behind me, and towering above was a huge, snow-covered mountain in a blazing blue sky. I had the feeling I’d dreamed this before, which involved driving up that mountain along a narrow road with dozens of switchbacks.

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