I caught her in my headlamp. She might have pretty in another place but she was beyond defeat here, maybe even beyond consciousness. She was draped between the wings of two laboring guides. Her head was lolling. Her toes were dragging. That little Piper had stalled.
The big push
They were resilient
A nick visit
The most interesting man in the world
It has an odd ring
15K+
O little town . . .
Starry night
Mush balls
For fam trippers
Come and see, the moon is dancing
Breakfast scramble
Valley of the giants
A team effort
The bus was nearly at capacity with 47 persons when we rolled into the airport. In a similar way, our hearts and minds were full. Old friendships had been enriched and new friendships had been forged over the course of the past two weeks. We hugged and shared goodbyes, knowing that as we returned home, we did so as changed people.















