I hit it hard the past 24 hours with "wildlifin" and hiking. It was my time to go to the mountains of Shenandoah National Park to help with some biologists with their projects. This was one of those things that I will probably only do in my early 20's, as I was driving at 3 A.M. to go see animals 2 hours away on a whim chance that I might to get to see some really cool stuff with others.
We saw all kinds of stuff (more on that in a later post!).
I sat on one of the rocky overlook walls and awaited the first rays of sun. Not long after, some other young twenty-somethings came up and joined me on the perch.
I was wearing a blaze orange hat with camo trim and they were wearing their Bob Marley t-shirts with their finest dreadlocks. The Grateful Dead was playing on their radio and I was playing Little Big Town, both probably a little bit too loud.
We didn't care.
All that mattered was that we were there, under that first ray of sun.
A few words about where we came from were exchanged and then silence. Not at all an awkward silence, but rather one that was not only necessary for our enjoyment, but also peaceful.
The sun's light made its morning debut with all kinds of dark reds and purples. It rose higher until yellows appeared.
Eventually, the sun rose above the horizon. All of us "young twenty-somethings" squinted as it got too high to enjoy.
We looked at each other, smiled and talked about how great that was.
Some handshakes were given and both parties went opposite ways down Skyline Drive.