There is a lake, high in the Sawtooths. At the edge of the lake is a contoured large rock. This rock is as comfortable to sit on as my la z boy recliner at home. It also has a flat spot for my cup next to where I sit. The view is over the lake with tall pines on the other side and white granite "sawtooth" spires above. When the setting sun hits those spires, and the fishhawks are flying low catching their dinner....well, just never found another spot quite like that.