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12 August, 1999 . . . landing at the VVR . . .

Vermilion Valley Resort Butch & Peggy––owners Jessica & Maryann––daughters Kevin “Special K” Speed . . . cook Tiny––the singing chef Dave Mau––cook, photograher, restauranteur . . .  Sarah––the waitress Tina––the teary waitress James––the boat driver and Rose, his girl.  Stoney … Continue reading

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August 6 & 7th . . . Saw heaven . . .

6:30 a.m. . . . I slept, but not much. instead I was up all night––first the wind, then the rain, then the thunder and lightning––which was just right here and now I wake up to find snow all around … Continue reading

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August 5th . . . day five . . .

Sitting here around seven p.m. last night, we looked doomed to rain and wind and then, at last light, after I’d closed myself into the tent, the birds sang and the sun beat away the clouds on the mountain tops––all … Continue reading

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4th of August . . . “Dad’s roll”

Vogelsang junction. 10 a.m. and going pleasantly slow, watching others come and go, up and down the trail. The morning obstacle will just be getting across the river/outlet.  Last night I spent a good half an hour in the dark, … Continue reading

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August 3rd, day three and . . . lo and behold . . .

If anyone is really paying attention, it seems that I combined days one and two in my last post, so now we are on to day three . . . oh, and I did catch up to Jen & Julie. … Continue reading

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1 August . . . “Ride the rumor, go with the flow”*

Day one . . . I slept like a baby, at least long enough to miss what I hear was a noisy party evening in the camp––those damn K-mart campers over there!! The sun is very definitely up in the … Continue reading

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22 July . . . the patent leather loafers

At this moment there is nothing better than drinking Bob’s T-shirt coffee, while sitting on the floor of the whitney hut, looking out the door in a north-westerly direction. Another BOLD statement>>>> down at Whitney Portal by 2:30 p.m . … Continue reading

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