Dylan and Mariel (or is it Mariel and Dylan...?) met
me at around 8 and we drove through a dense fog toward Lucky Peak. As
we crested the dam, we were above the much and into glorious sunshine.
We were soon at the trailhead and out enjoying it. |
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I had a hard time believing that I was seeing pronghorn. If I was
10 miles south, it would have been normal. But we were north of the
reservoir. Apparently they crossed at low water. |
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It's about a two hour climb. It was great to be out with my girl
and hear how life was treating her. Here we are on the summit... that
sun is bright! |
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Ida, my granddaughter, quickly found a comfortable place to lay down.
She was pooped, but she had made her first mountain. I suggested her
full name might be "Ida Named Her Summit if Ida Known She Liked
to Climb" |
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Dylan took pity on Ida and carried her back to the car. |
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