September 4, 2017
I woke on the cot again this morning, stiff and sore, with a small white dog curled against my legs, pinning me in the sleeping bag…but you already know the rest of that story.
Today we took a trail up to where the water comes from, and then we went further, up and over, and down and around. Watched a couple of young bulls across the draw. I longed for my camera, but didn’t want to stop everyone and dig into the panniers to retrieve it. Three days in the mountains and I have only used the camera on my cell to record the abundance of beauty that surrounds us. I need to figure out a way to remedy that.
Another beautiful day enjoyed with great people. Tomorrow I head back home to get ready to return to work. But I take with me the memories of these places, recharged and refocused.
~ until next time…