I briefly contemplated climbing the tower, swinging hand over hand down the insulator covered "V" like a Gibbon monkey, tight-rope walking away from the tower on the transmission line at bottom center, and then balancing on the wire while...
We were here...
Mt. Velebit, Croatia
In these forests, on these rocks and trails, many years ago, we stood.
Young, stubborn, ready for anything.
The mountain was our home, our refuge, our battlefield.
Velebit remembers it all – cold nights...