I’ve always had a bit of an attachment to Pinnacle Hill. It’s not much of a mountain… just enough to notice you’re getting up there, before the top appears. Then another 300 feet if you feel like climbing a TV tower. Which I’ve only done once, back in freshman year. But between that climb, and the mushroom summer last year, not to mention the inkling I had ever since 2007 that I’d live within sight of the blinking towers when I could; it’s a place to go when I feel like I’m fucking everything up and I just want to step back and try again.
- Post author:Concrete
- Post published:November 10, 2014
- Post category:Outdoors / Rochester
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