Since my first hike to one in high school, I've been drawn to fire lookouts. As an introvert, it's easy to imagine a parallel universe in which I live by myself each summer, scoping fires. I see Goat Peak looming above Mazama daily, but rarely head up the road, favoring more exotic locations. A friend was in town Friday evening, so we took the chance to make a quick trip. Nikki decided to take an extended trip and made her way home in the middle of the night, giving me a sleepless taste of what a certain teenager may do in a dozen years, but that's another blog post. The larches were incredible and I hope you're able to get out to see some.