Mountain men like Hugh Glass, Jim Bridger, James Beckwourth, and Liver
Eating Johnson, used to follow rivers and streams just like this one into the
wilderness to find unspoiled trapping grounds. "I hear tell there are beaver as thick as fleas up
yonder"
could be heard at any rendezvous down below. Each time I venture
away from the beaten path I become reacquainted with the feelings they
must have experienced. Following this stream into the backcountry, deep into the
"West Elk Wilderness Area"... to an unspoiled land...was good for our
souls. I long to be in country like this, but I truly believe Mary loves
it even more.
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