When your worn out from mile upon mile of mounting elevation you begin seeing things. What’s this? A mule train?
Unfortunately, they were going the wrong direction, and there wasn’t any more room for my load.
So, onward I trek.
When your worn out from mile upon mile of mounting elevation you begin seeing things. What’s this? A mule train?
Unfortunately, they were going the wrong direction, and there wasn’t any more room for my load.
So, onward I trek.
What a cool pic. It was really cool to read through your adventures along with the pictures. So beautiful.