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Here
we are on the ridge. Mount Baker is off to the left, under the clouds.
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Looking
towards Mount Baker from a different angle. It's still invisible.
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A raven sang
to us from the top of a nearby tree for a while. (Well, he croaked,
really.)
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Tim
is intent upon his work.
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A
closeup of some heather.
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I
haven't figured out what this one is yet, but it made a bright spot
in the greenery.
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Many
of the leaves were laden with dew and big raindrops. They looked
like diamonds..
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I
saw this little guy vanish and waited patiently for him to stick
out his head again.
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Lunchtime!
Not so much of a view, but still, a great place to dine
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