Under the Banner of Heaven

On top, the flat summit plateau feels like a lost world - an island in the sky, cut off from civilization, sprouting manzanita and mariposa lilies, wild roses and yucca, Indian paintbrush and stout ponderosa pines. "My brother David and I used to sneak up here every chance we got when we were kids," says DeLoy Bateman. "Seemed like the only place where the religion couldn't control us."

from Under the Banner of Heaven
by Jon Krakauer
Anchor Books, 2003