22 Aug
Dagnabit, I’ve run out of superlatives
Beautiful… Awesome…. Gorgeous… Amazing. All perfectly, good words, and usually accurate at the time they were used on the trail. However, as I’ve been going through the footage to write the script, I noticed a small problem.
There is just so much jaw dropping scenery, that halfway through the first day I had already blown through those four adjectives, and sadly didn’t think to bring along a thesaurus.
Two and a half weeks further down the trail, I’m looking at some of the most grand scenery on the planet, and all I can come up with is “that’s amazing,” for the two hundredth time.
Although, as I look at all of the Synonyms now, I don’t think anyone would ever say “that is one comely mountain,” or “that meadow sure was foxy,” unless of course the meadow happened to be infested with actual foxes.
I did do a better job with “Awesome.” I snuck in a few “awe-inspirings” and a “stunning” at least once on the trail. Some of the words I wish I would’ve used are: sublime, wondrous, astonishing, exalted, magnificent, dazzling and resplendent.
The synonym that I’m happiest I didn’t use is “pulchritudinous.” Why does this word even exist? Who needs an ugly word that means beautiful? If somebody ever says, “The view from Lower Palisade Lake sure is pulchritudinous,” please punch them in the mouth immediately, or unhesitatingly if you prefer.