empty highway overlooking mountain under dark skies

In the city of SLC, a clock strikes four, A new adventure knocks at our door. Cool winds whisper secrets untold, As we embark on a journey bold. By 4:30 we must depart, or we might never be able to start.

Through landscapes painted in blue and green, Where mysteries dwell yet remain unseen. Brown earth beneath our wandering feet, A tapestry woven in tales complete.

silhouette of man standing on mountain during night

But beware the shadows that dance and sway, For danger prowls where light gives way. In hues of white, the moon’s gentle glow, A guiding beacon through the unknown we go.

Our quest unfolds with each passing hour, Seeking truths within nature’s power. A riddle in every turn we face, As we navigate this enigmatic space.

person holding compass

So brace yourselves for the challenge, the journey’s grand design, In nature’s boundless canvas, where wonders intertwine. For in the heart of the wilderness, where dreams ignite, Our quest begins, beneath the morning’s light.

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