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My friend Kevin was sidelined from doing much hiking this summer with a knee injury. His habitual ritual became cliff-jumping into Lincoln Creek. I joined him and some other friends on a couple of occasions. We enjoyed the high mountain scenery, the crisp air, the adrenaline, the warm sun on the rocks, and the company above this icy stream carved into granite.
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