Beautiful. I wondered if I would ever get a chance to see it completely written, and remember you joking with me that you would publish it as a trip report that happened as if it was yesterday, and see if anyone on the group caught on. I like this version even better. It was worth the wait. Loved it. And to be fair, I don't quite remember the exchange about my mother's birthday the same way in Fence Canyon... Wasn't I nicer? Or is Tom wearing off on me? But you are right, for some reason ages and birthdays mean little to me, and they are often forgotten. I promise not to tell anyone you are my mother's age. But I might tell people that you and I both went to the same junior high school. Go Ligers!