Day 4: I'd just finished writing to a friend to say that even though it was a pretty day, I felt compelled to stay home because I've been gone too often in the last two weeks. No sooner had I lifted my finger off the "send" button than the irrepressible urge took firm hold, and the next thing I knew, I had my pack packed and was on the road with no specific destination in mind. I wound up at Reflection Lake, the Pinnacle Peak trail once again beckoning me to climb its snow-flecked upper slopes. The call of the trail is hard to deny when the weather is bright and crisp. October's days are some of the finest for alpine travel if you don't mind a little bite in the air.
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