Luckily, I brought my notebook, because there was a story for every green highlighted crossroads on their well-used atlas. Canyons hiked, cliff-dwellings explored, trading posts browsed. Places not to be missed. Places not to even consider. Rock-hunting, rug auctions, hikes, mountain lions, cliff faces. Misadventures and good advice. Four hours had gone before I could even conceive of time passing.
Best of all, they assured us we weren't crazy. Not about the full-timing, anyway.
Thanks for the tonic, you guys! I'm grateful more than I can say.
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