Do you remember those2 brothers we met hiking from Deer Creek Crossing up the continental divide on our way back to Silverton? They were old men then (probably in their late fifties, hehe) and had been doing it every summer since they were kids when they took off with some canned beans and a couple of army blankets. You are like them now, 21st century version. Not precisely the Old Man of the Mountain but in your vigorous mid-life, becoming….
Vigorous mid-life = the few remaining years before the final decline. I feel like I am on a race against time, banking memories for the twilight years. That was a great trip we had in the San Juans! I’ll soon be headed to Holy Cross again–which will bring back more such memories. Thanks for visiting, T!
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Do you remember those2 brothers we met hiking from Deer Creek Crossing up the continental divide on our way back to Silverton? They were old men then (probably in their late fifties, hehe) and had been doing it every summer since they were kids when they took off with some canned beans and a couple of army blankets. You are like them now, 21st century version. Not precisely the Old Man of the Mountain but in your vigorous mid-life, becoming….
Vigorous mid-life = the few remaining years before the final decline. I feel like I am on a race against time, banking memories for the twilight years. That was a great trip we had in the San Juans! I’ll soon be headed to Holy Cross again–which will bring back more such memories. Thanks for visiting, T!