Beachcroft Trail, Champlain Mountain, Acadia National Park
... each step is a reminder of the turbulent geological times...
Granite rocks have seen it all in their long life...
Born deep down in the Earth's crust, under extreme pressure... and, at some point,
pushed onto the surface and scrapped to the basics by glaciers ...
Their crystals are coloring the ridges they helped create...
... attracting lichens, mosses, leafy minors... and finally, trees... looking for these slight cracks
which, with time, become soil-filled pools of life...
... into the clouds...
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17 December 2019
17 October 2017
Hiking Champlain Mountain
North Ridge and South Ridge, Champlain Mountain, Acadia National Park
Morning sunlight. On the ascend. Needles and cones. Becoming sparser. Glowing granite surfaces. Leading to the summit. Here, winds decide who lives. Pines keep themselves low. Rosy rocks are home to colonies of lichens. The artists living off of the sun and air... Red squirrels sliding. Now and then stopping. With inquisitive looks. Their bird-like chirps make me smile... And winding Butterflies perfect this colorful world... Up in the air, Vultures gliding on the wind. Looking at me. I wave my hand. What a spectacle!... And then these Views... Timeless...
Morning sunlight. On the ascend. Needles and cones. Becoming sparser. Glowing granite surfaces. Leading to the summit. Here, winds decide who lives. Pines keep themselves low. Rosy rocks are home to colonies of lichens. The artists living off of the sun and air... Red squirrels sliding. Now and then stopping. With inquisitive looks. Their bird-like chirps make me smile... And winding Butterflies perfect this colorful world... Up in the air, Vultures gliding on the wind. Looking at me. I wave my hand. What a spectacle!... And then these Views... Timeless...















































