Imagine my surprise and relief when we finally topped the rim of the ravine to find a large, elongated meadow stretched before us, grasses swaying in the breeze, an abandoned homestead collapsing in its midst. Aspen trees and pines carpeted the surrounding mountain sides. An incredible spot. With relief I dropped my daughter from the pack strapped onto my back and watched her run across the high valley meadow.
As we ate lunch resting on stumps just outside the cabin walls, I wondered about the lives of these homesteaders and their journey to reach this spot. Could a wagon loaded with supplies make the climb? Horses? Mules? Were winters tough in such an isolated location? How did they survive?
Waking Storm's Winter is the beginning of a tale based on this summer's day hike so many years ago.