Monday, April 14, 2014

Adventure Scrapbook – Early Mountain Memories

Many of my earliest memories are of riding my pony in the mountains of Wyoming.  It didn’t take long before I graduated to a horse, since it was a little difficult to keep up with the adults, despite my pony’s determination. I doubt I appreciated it at the time, but these early exploits provided some serious quality family bonding, and fueled my life-long sense of adventure.

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