Mt. Shasta looms beside the I-5, so I snapped some photos of it on our drive home from Portland.
I have never climbed a mountain. I am not terribly interested in the idea of climbing a mountain. Some time in my thirties I gave up on the idea of doing things I wasn’t terribly interested in doing for the sake of saying I had done them.
Still, when I awkwardly aimed my phone at this massive landmark, I wondered what it would be like at the top. Because of this wondering, I won’t rule out the possibility that I might want to climb a mountain someday.