Finally our drive is over, now is time for a shower and one last meal before we head up the hill. I'm dropping name here, in case you find yourself in the Colorado intermountain area make the drive over to The Gashouse in Edwards. It's no Jackie's Old West but the food is well worth the stop.
Thursday morning it was time for the hour long drive to the pack station. Unload our gear to be loaded on the mules (we used 8), get the rules laid out for us on where to hunt and how the hunting has been and then it was time to be fitted to a horse for the ride to the top. My horse was Leonard. Leonard was about the size of a Smart Car only he emitted more exhaust than the subcompact car and needed refueling every half mile or so. He got me to camp with little or no problems except trotting a couple time even after I explained the 'boxer shorts' thing to him. So, after a little more than two days since leaving home we where about to begin our adventure.
1 comment:
I see you packed the important things Dr. Pepper and Mt. Dew!!!!
Cincy Bill
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