The Wandering Words - RMOWP
Aliy Zirkle 2016 Iditarod Sled Dog Race - Judy Lehmkuhl
INCOMING!!! The shout rings out. It is 5:30AM and twenty degrees below zero. The watcher on the river bluff spots a light in the darkness, miles away yet. He sends a companion to warn us. We probably have 10-15 minutes to prepare.
The Wandering Words - RMOWP
When a Three-Mile Hike Turns into Five - Maryann Gaug
I fell asleep excited about the next day's hike up Mayflower Gulch in the shadow of the craggy peaks of the Tenmile Range. I hadn't journeyed up there in years. Judging from the wildflowers on the other side of the ridge where I had hiked a week earlier, the fields of color near the Boston Mine cabins up Mayflower promised to be spectacular. I would hike three miles round trip, giving me plenty of time for flower photos.
The Wandering Words - RMOWP
The Long Way Home: An Unexpected Moose Encounter - Steve Cochrane
Suddenly, everyone in the car shouted, “Moose!” It was a genuine moment of thrill. Quickly checking my mirrors, I pulled over to the side of the road, adrenaline pumping, hoping the moose would not run off into the forest. I made a U-turn and raced back, equipped with my camera and feeling slightly panicked.
