It was incredibly humbling and exhilarating at the same time to have witnessed such power and beauty simultaneously.
The storm started building mid-morning, with thunderclaps reverberating by noon; the clouds continued to build, becoming ever so menacing. The rain began in the early afternoon, dropping small amounts in spurts and progressively becoming heavier, then subsiding by 6 pm. The ominous darkness cloaking Seven Gables Peak and the contrasting brightness, illuminating the Feather Peak ridge-line, was breathtaking; it reminded me of some pieces I have seen from Ansel Adams.
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