Back in 2005, on this day March 22nd, my friend Paul and I took Tippi to Savoy Mountain State Forest to climb Spruce Hill.

Tippi and I from 2005

 

This was an incredible winter for Paul and I.  During the winter season I managed just over 400-miles on snowshoes, which only was bested by my 2003 total of 502-miles.  Paul would have had at least that if not more.

Paul and Tips, on top of Spruce

A long, long  while ago, Poncho M. mentioned that "... Spruce Hill is where Farmer Ed converses with GOD."  The thing is, right before I was going under for removal of a brain tumor in October of 2015, my last thoughts were of Spruce Hill.  I was on-top, looking west towards Greylock.  The sky was an incredible blue with big puffy white clouds scattered about.  Greylock was so close I felt as though I could reach out and touch it.  I was feeling a tremendous peace.  This was my last thought and vision before I woke 4 hours later.

Pretty much my vision prior to surgery