For 20 plus years I enjoyed living near and in the mountains of Colorado. I worked construction when jobs were plentiful and easy to get. I had a small red Retriever named Knot head. As would happen in construction, the time would come for layoff. I looked forward to it because it meant it was time to get our packs and head for the wilderness. Once at the parking area for a trail head, I would put on her pack with her food and then my pack. A six to seven mile hike up then down and then up to tree line to a lake in a bowl fed by snow melt. Pure water running down the rock. Shaded areas with patches of snow. It was beautiful and once there we would stay for 2-3 days. I loved the experience. That is all but the hike. The last part was all up from the valley and a killer. During this part I always imagined having a jet pack.
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