Range Of Light: Looking Eastward From The Summit Of Pacheco Pass One Shining Morning, A Landscape Was Displayed That After All My Wanderings Still Appears As The Most Beautiful I Have Ever Beheld.

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Range of Light:
Looking eastward from the summit of Pacheco Pass one shining morning, a
landscape was displayed that after all my wanderings still appears as the
most beautiful I have ever beheld. At my feet lay the Great Central Valley
of California, level and flowery, like a lake of pure sunshine, forty or
fifty miles wide, five hundred miles long, one rich furred garden of yellow
Compositae. And from the eastern boundary of this vast golden flower-bed
rose the mighty Sierra, miles in height, and so gloriously colored and so
radiant, it seemed not clothed with light but wholly composed of it, like
the wall of some celestial city.... Then it seemed to me that the Sierra
should be called, not the Nevada or Snowy Range, but the Range of Light.
And after ten years of wandering and wondering in the heart of it,
rejoicing in its glorious floods of light, the white beams of the morning
streaming through the passes, the noonday radiance on the crystal rocks,
the flush of the alpenglow, and the irised spray of countless waterfalls,
it still seems above all others the Range of Light.
-- John Muir, American Naturalist (1838-1914)

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