Two waterfalls in one short hike.

When you see a mountain, are you drawn to climb it? Or paint it?

I suppose an argument can be made that there are only two types of people on earth—those that bask in Creation, the extroverts, and those that partake in it, the introverts.

I wouldn’t say I’m not drawn to climbing mountains—the view from up there surely must be good—but I would say I am more of the latter. I would rather paint—or in my case, photograph—a beautiful mountain and create something of it that would hopefully qualify as “art”, than expend the time and effort necessary to scale the cliff walls of a meteoric mountain.

And that, my dear friends, is the story I’m clinging to for not daring to clamber up Schunemunk Mountain which I hear is gorgeously beautiful but which apart from the steep inclines near the top is also excruciatingly strenuous to climb—at least from the reviews I read—as to require the use of every bit of muscle found in the human body.

Thank the holy heavens for waterfalls…