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14. A Morning Howdy from the Mountain King
Can you hear it? That tapestry of sound that rolls across the empty morning, hanging in the frosty air. The sun is not yet up when he begins, but it
13. Running Ragged
How does the song go? "Little girl, little girl, don't lie to me, tell me where did you sleep last night? In the pines, in the pines, where the sun
12. Until I Come Home
Colorado. There is no place like it. The landscape is addictive. If the coin of natural beauty is jagged, harsh and rugged on one side, and soft,
11. Cowboy State of Mind
The change was immediate. The mountains disappeared and took the water with them. The land left behind was dry, barren and flat. The Great Basin: a
10. Stone and Storm
The walls of my tent flashed white, all color consumed by the lightning. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, te-KRABOOM! The rain
9. Huckleberry Sunlight
The hazy pink lines in the east slowly gave birth to a drop of blood that rounded and brightened as it rose above the trees. I had already been
8. The World Between The Woods
Sometimes thruhiking can feel like an unending journey through the natural world. The truth is, the world of the trail leads the hiker to stop at
7. Day 52
I woke before my alarm. Inside my tent was warm and dry, but not the kind you want to snuggle deeper into - the kind that says you have no reason not
6. When The Sun Sets At Noon
I stood between the barbed wire and an old wagon road that had almost completely returned to the grass. Clouds swirled and joined and broke apart
5. High and Dry
The pale sunlight made the world look weak, like a second cup of tea made from the same teabag. The smokey sky was such a thin blue that it barely
