Saturday, May 15, 2010
Growing Up in The Bighorns
Zuzu has a beautiful post about growing up in the Colorado mountains.
It made me think of my growing up in the Bighorns. On the weekend my three siblings along with Mother and Daddy would load up into the jeep or old pickup and head for the mountains. Everybody except Mother and I would fish (neither one of us could abide killing anything) or else we would rock hunt or just drive for miles and miles. Daddy would tell a story about where we were headed - Soldier Park, Hunter Mesa, Sourdough Creek, Onion Gulch, Lost Cabin, Seven Brothers. It kept us entertained and seemed to get us to the destination faster.
Daddy died in 1990. A few years ago I talked to a Forest Service Supervisor. He told me that my dad took more information with him when he died than most people ever knew about the mountains. I'm so fortunate to have learned those things. Diane