The Young Backpacker s First Reaming
It had been a long hot grueling hike and I was truly grateful the fifteen steep switchbacks were now behind me. Now I was enjoying the rewards of that effort. The grassy meadows laced with colorful wildflowers blowing in a cooling, welcoming breeze was a nice change from the claustrophobic forest I been in most of the day. It had lightened my spirits considerably despite the burden of my rather heavy pack. This was a particularly remote section of the trail and I hadn’t seen another person...