Pikes Peak

I edged my toes to the brink of an abyss a thousand feet deep, issuing my own small dare to this mighty mountain, and from this precarious apex of the world I gazed a hundred miles out to the vast eastern horizon, where dawnlight was rising to join me in the icy sky.

As one does, I found a stone, flung it out and watched it vanish far, far below my boots. That drew my eyes down to where I could just make out eagles spiraling into their first sorties of the morning.