I came across this photo the other day and thought I would share it. Several years after we were married, my handsome man (in the plain brown shirt, black cowboy hat, and the big, broad shoulders) and I (the gal sitting behind and to the right in a straw cowboy hat) guided horse pack trips into the High Uinta Mountains. This particular trip we had a group of CEO's from a world wide steel company. They were a great bunch! Here we are looking into the State of Wyoming high up above the tree line.
This trip began with 13 horses to shoe in one day! My amazing, strong, husband wasn't daunted by the task . He finished just before dark and then we packed and loaded the mules, saddled up our horses, and headed for the mountains. After reaching our destination in the middle of the night, we unloaded, slept for a few short hours, and then he was off back down the mountain at 4:00 a.m. to pick up our guests while I set up camp. High in the mountains you can get snow in the middle of the summer and this trip we had it for several days. It would melt off during the day, but the nights were awfully cold. Each day as I worked over the campfire, I would put several big rocks in the fire to heat up. Wrapping them in towels and placing them strategically in our sleeping bags, one at our feet, the other to cuddle close to our stomachs to keep our vital organs warm. Our guests had a wood burning stove in their large canvas tent which they graciously let me warm my fingers by before preparing breakfast. Meals were prepared over an open fire using cast iron dutch ovens. My favorite meal to prepare was filleted trout, skin on with a herb seasoned cornmeal and flour coating, freshly caught in a high mountain lake just minutes before dinner. This was a great opportunity and the few years we were able to spend several weeks at a time in the high country will always be one of my favorite memories.
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