Written by Grizzly Adam // December 24, 2009 // Wasatch // Comments Off
There are those pristine evenings
when the sun melts into the horizon.
The last of the light
reflecting off the snow in a hazy, blue
fantasy world.
Like something from a dream.
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Grizzly Adam is the author of Mythical and Tangible: Tales of Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Singletrack. He is also a frequent contributor to Cycling Utah and XXC Magazine. He spends his free time chasing the advice of Ben Franklin, that is, trying to "write something worth reading, or do something worth writing about."
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