A newborn fawn, underneath her mother, in the water at the AuSable Club. One of the most beautiful, deep auburned colored, foot long spikehorn's, in velvet, I've ever seen, eating leaves off the tree, drinking water, in the John's Brook Valley.
Seeing a couple sets of twin fawns, along the AuSable Club Road, on two separate occasions on the same trip.
Some of the most beautiful sunrises and sunsets in the valleys, across the mountaintops, along cold winter mornings and nights.
The biggest white full moon I've ever seen, while re-summitting Dix on a Winter Evening. Seemingly so close, you could reach out and touch it.
Moonlight walks in the Winter Woods, not needing flashlights to see.
Seeing a rock slide come off Indian Head.
Hearing a rock slide off Grace Peak, while on the summit.
Hearing an avalanche roar off Sawteeth from Lost Lookout.
Being in the middle of woods, watching the trees come crashing down, all around us, in gale force winds.
Watching a dog, attack and kill a deer at Marcy Dam.
Being circled around by four pine martens at Times Square.
Watching the clouds dance, beneath the Mountaintops on Macomb.
Listening to the sounds of coy-dogs or wolves hollering in conversation, as we started on the trail to the Wolf Jaws.
So many wonderful sights and moments.