Cairn

I was merely along for the ride, needing desperately to get out to the wilds but still not feeling 100%. We headed to “Mystic Cuba” previous visit where the musician would hike while I meandered in the lowlands.  But, as always, curiosity called me higher and higher and suddenly I was at the top of this ridge (Cairn) while the musician made it to the top of this ridge: 

Along the way I built a few cairns, found a pair of reading glasses I had lost the last time here, for real, and sometimes sat just to breathe a ..…”thank you.”

Eventually our paths crossed here: Extra 3