I went on a hike today with a friend I may never see again (and if I do see him again, it won’t be for another couple years at least).  It’s weird to finally be at that point - the goodbye point.  These are people I’ve grown with.  These are people I’ve changed with.  There aren’t too many folks here that I feel I need to say goodbye to, but I feel he was definitely one of the special cases.

We bushwhacked up the side of a really, really steep mountain and found an overgrown road, a lovely lookout, and a gorgeous spot in the trees.