video of the last month

Here is a video of the fun lately!

Cory went on ahead here in Rawlins. We had a great farewell dinner and he taught me how to smoke a pipe properly, and furnished me with a pouch of tobacco. It's been a real gift to hike with him. I might see him in Grand Lake when I start that section, too.

https://youtube.com/watch?v=x8beoT0IfxA&si=qST2JOQTktTPTW9S


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