The Dry movie download The heavens were somber, but my mood could not have been Sunnier. She was trumming the trail of the Horn fork at Colorado College, the desert in a light drizzle with two friends. It was the last weekend in August, and the willows that bordered the road were beginning to assume the yellow of autumn. The low clouds darkened the summit of a mountain of 14,421 feet. Harvard The meteorological report predicted the rain throughout the morning, but it was supposed to be clarified before the end of the weekend.
Abby, Erica, and I met as university interns in the same outdoor start-up. We had all landed in Colorado after graduation, and we had been looking forward to nights for months. While we walked, Abby gave us the plot of a horror movie. Then, to lighten the mood, we sing Show Tunes, grateful that the trail was empty, and only flat enough to grant us the ability of the lungs to really circle it.
Our goal was Bear Lake, an alpine tarn with a backdrop of granite needles. The walk was easy for 5 miles, and we hoped to hook a campsite somewhere in view of its banks. Just in case, we take note of at least half a dozen camp points, we could go back to what is necessary.