jstone

Oh man, warm days on the beach, cold nights with a thousand and one stars above, sitting on the roof stoned to the bejesus counting constelations, pink floyd wish you were here, roaring fires and wet rock to climb carefully, so happy at the top, sun, warm sand, heavy rain, not to much work, but just enough, amazing sunrises, incredible sunsets, quiet like nowhere else and screaming loud windstorms all night, gone in the morning, sunny drive on the sea to sky, home, up the mountain and beautifull turns in the blue bird alpine...