Over the summer, in-person classes were great!

We arrived at the trailhead across I-70 from Idaho Springs as early as we could make it, one sunny Saturday morning. There, we stopped to air down the tires and look over our maps one last time using the little cell service we had. 

Well… it’s been a short semester, to say the least.

Note: I didn't get much writing done last week, because I was busy losing lures to 50 pound rockfish at the reservoir. 

“High on a mountain, what did I see? Bear tracks, bear tracks lookin’ back at me.”

~ Porter Wagoner: Old Slew Foot.