My fingertips are sore.
We spent the weekend in Lander, under a hot sun, climbing some great rock. There is nothing that quite compares to making your way up a problem, your body and mind actively working together. It was also a weekend of testing out the new camper. I have to say it is quite nice, as the temperature decreases, to be snug in a cozy space complete with small furnace and warm boy.
With beautiful yellow eyes, an orange-grey coat and strong dignity, this wolf ran across our path as we were driving to Lander. He looked at us from ten feet away and then made his way leisurely through the sage brush. Olive growled quietly, sensing wildness that she possesses and also fears.