Ascending the Timber Strut

I disengaged from the iron bolt at dawn. Direct sunlight was beginning to filter through the bench planks above, leaving the ground below in deep chill. I assessed the angled wooden strut connecting the table leg to the tabletop. Its coarse grain offered steady traction along the incline. Aligning my forward mandibles with a deep fissure in the weathered fir, I nudged upward step by step. A gust rattled the edge, but I kept my center of gravity low, gripping the rough wood fibers until I cleared the rim. Up here, a forgotten galvanized metal bottle cap caught the flat morning light. A solid vantage secured.#StarWars #MillenniumFalcon #Exploring