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Tuesday, September 19, 2017

Ten Miles at Timberline with Long-Hiker Gayle


Bobbie and I got together for one last hike with the peripatetic "better half" of  Life's Little Adventurers, Gayle. With Jim on Injured Reserve from a Pickle Ball mishap, we were free to wander around at timberline to our heart's content.   :)

Sunday, September 17, 2017

Mind Over Mountain-Matter


Left of center—scarcely noticeable when photographed at such an angle—lies noble Twin Peaks, two of the jewels in Lovely Ouray's mountain crown. "Little Sister," another jewel, stands alone right of center, a solitary lesser sibling, rivaling for attention.

Friday, September 15, 2017

"Them Changes" on Half Moon Basin Hike




With sincere apologies to Carlos Santana and Buddy Miles for Copyright infringement, I give you "Them Changes."

Thursday, September 14, 2017

Thursday, September 7, 2017

Making The Most Of Numbered Days


We've been lucky this summer. Up till the past week or so, southwest Colorado has not been subjected to most of the haze and smoke from infernos north and west of here. But for the monsoons extending their stay well into August, there go we. 

Tuesday, September 5, 2017

The Agony That Leads to Ecstasy


“To try to understand another human being, to grapple for his ultimate depths, that is the most dangerous of human endeavors.” Irving Stone, The Agony and the Ecstasy

Thursday, August 31, 2017

In Search of Thin Air: Chance and Challenge on High


"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct (to Hell)."  Charles Dickens