On Wednesday, as I flew out for an interview in California, our plane was assigned a flight path that took it closer to Mount Rainier than I had ever been. The weather was glorious and the mountain stretched immense next to our plane, looming and seemingly close enough for our wingtips to brush off the snow. It was breathtaking.
Yesterday, on the way back, we had nice views of Mt. Shasta, Crater Lake, the Three Sisters, Mt. Hood, Mt. St. Helens, Mt. Rainer, and more. They were very beautiful, but it was still that close pass on Wednesday that was the very best sight. And Northern California was spectacularly beautiful, though I shouldn’t let anyone know for fear it will become crowded…
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