Somehow I managed to wake up before the sun rose. I'm still not sure how. But I did, and, my down sleeping bag and my cameras in hand, I headed out into the frigid cold to watch the show. All around, the mountains were awash in pre-dawn blue light. Though people were scattered everywhere, I found a quiet spot on my own on the edge of a deep valley carved by a glacier. Like everyone else, I waited, my cameras at the ready. Then, it happened. Suddenly, the very tips of the mountains in front of us lit up with the sun's first rays. We couldn't see the sun, but the tops of the mountains could. Slowly, the light spread down the slopes, finally illuminating the whole ridge. It was spectacular. After an hour, my toes
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