1. The feeling of accomplishment when we arrive at the glacier lakes and alpine meadows
2. Stopping to pick the blackberries I had to rush by in the morning
3. My friend stops me and tells me to listen. From one side I hear trickling from a small waterfall. Below me I hear a gurgle as the creek runs downhill. Far away I hear a roar as the larger river thunders by.
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