That's something I realize I didn't bring out as clearly in my post as I did when composing it in my head: when I don't write my memories can grow fuzzy, especially after many years.
With the Pinnacles the fact that we read about it in the newspaper, went on a hot day, and the place was crowded with people toting around the same newspaper, are all crystallized memories. But exactly what did we do? When did we first do the high peaks loop? Those memories are fuzzier.
Old photos don't help as much as I hoped they would. I dug up my 1997 photos in writing this blog. They were definitely from The Pinnacles; it was obvious from the shape and texture of the rock spires. Also, I wrote "Pinnacles NF [sic]" on the backs. 🤣
It's easier to remember things for longer when I write about them. For example, I know that the steel staples rammed into the rock you're talking about is most likely The Beehive at Acadia. I visited there last summer on a thrice-delayed-by-Coronavirus trip.
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With the Pinnacles the fact that we read about it in the newspaper, went on a hot day, and the place was crowded with people toting around the same newspaper, are all crystallized memories. But exactly what did we do? When did we first do the high peaks loop? Those memories are fuzzier.
Old photos don't help as much as I hoped they would. I dug up my 1997 photos in writing this blog. They were definitely from The Pinnacles; it was obvious from the shape and texture of the rock spires. Also, I wrote "Pinnacles NF [sic]" on the backs. 🤣
It's easier to remember things for longer when I write about them. For example, I know that the steel staples rammed into the rock you're talking about is most likely The Beehive at Acadia. I visited there last summer on a thrice-delayed-by-Coronavirus trip.