Wednesday, May 22, 2019

“I prefer the saddle to the streetcar and star-sprinkled sky to a roof, the obscure and difficult trail leading into the unknown to any paved highway, and the deep peace of the wild to the discontent bread by cities... it is enough that I am surrounded by beauty.” 
― Everett Ruess
Getting stuck on the mountain in hail storm on a mule with a bunch of hounds. My mule has steel shoes on so I had to get away from him or risk getting struck by lighting. We all survived no worse for ware... dogs did fine and so did the mule but all of us, me included, were happy to get off of the mountain...


Tuesday, May 21, 2019