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Week 27: The Most Beautiful Place I’ve Been
This is the twenty-seventh week. I guess this means we’re on the down-hill spiral now. It’s hard to believe half of 2017 has already gone by, but here we are again with another 52 Week Blog Challenge post. We have a whole half of year to look forward to.
About this week’s topic… Maybe Mt. Shasta isn’t the most beautiful spot I’ve ever been, but it’s up there at the top with:
The Great Lake State:
- Viewing a lighthouse at sunset at Ludington State Park.
- Bluffs over Lake Michigan at Sleeping Bear Dunes.
- Viewing Lake Superior from the top of a lighthouse in Upper Michigan (Upper Peninsula).
- Sunrise over Lake Huron in the thumb area of Michigan while making coffee in a van at Pointe aux Barques Lighthouse near Port Hope.
California:
- The Golden Gate Bridge.
- Napa Valley.
I could choose:
- Niagara Falls at night from the dining room in the Skylon Tower.
- Smokey or Allegheny Mountains.
- Horses and donkeys running free in the desert. (I’ve seen both in Arizona and Nevada.)
In other words, so far in this lifetime, I can’t choose one particular place.
But today I’m choosing a “beautiful” trip and heartfelt memory with my oldest son.
Mt. Shasta, California.
It’s Thanksgiving weekend. On this visit to California to see my oldest son, we did a couple day trips. The ones I’ll mention today are our trips to Mt. Shasta, the mountain and the city, McArthur-Burney Falls Memorial State Park, and Shasta Dam and Lake. On a clear day you can see Mt. Lassen at Lassen Volcanic National Park. We visited Mt. Lassen on my first visit to California.
Mt. Shasta isn’t in view in this image due to the clouds.
The Three Shastas. Lake. Dam. Mountain.
It’s a steady climb all the way up. The temperature was around the mid-sixties when we left, and by time we got there, his temp gage in the truck hit around thirty-two degrees. He wanted to show me the Mt. Shasta Ski Park, but it was closed. We got as far as the gate. I’ve shown you pictures of Mt. Shasta before, but this wall hanging was a Christmas gift from him. My previous (times two moves) apartment wallpaper didn’t look that yucky color in person.
He took the picture from the Oregon side of the mountain. It’s a three-panel canvas and is almost the size of my couch. The time spent with him that long weekend is a favorite memory, and is the reason I shared Mt. Shasta as one of the most beautiful places I’ve been. I can’t wait to see what the other participating authors chose.
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Mary J. McCoy-Dressel 
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