As the last rays of the sun disappeared behind the distant peaks in the western horizon, the winds died down and the temperature dropped. An eerie sense of calmness descended on the grassy ridge I was on. The multitudes of mountain ranges slowly started compressing into one as the valleys below descended into darkness. Soon the sky will too, save for starlight.
The hikers had long gone, leaving behind only the beautiful blue hour as company for the cold evening. But staying back to enjoy this scene, despite the prospect of hiking back to the campsite in dark, was definitely worth it.
Gifford Pinchot National Forest
WA USA