He could no longer see the peaks that had served him as guideposts.

Here you can see the castellated peaks from an amazing angle.

Opening his eyes, he now looked and was able to see the two pointed peaks at the crest of the ridge.

Through a gap in the tall pines he could still just see the distant peaks.

In the spring, one can see the blue peaks framed by snow and oceans of white flowers.

He could still see the peaks filling the northern horizon, and the high passes.

The refuge hosted numbers well over 100,000 until the mid-1980s then saw the peaks reduced by half in the 1990s.

While we wanted badly to see the peaks, we were certainly happy with what we'd seen.

It was a nice warm day, and I saw the distant peaks of mountains.

We could see the snow-covered peaks of the mountains above us.