Spent the last few minutes perusing the Coleman web site, the result of a friend who mentioned heading to the mountains for a week. Dang but it brings back memories. The ubiquitous green cooler, the cemp stove, and the ssshhhhhhhhhhhh of a lantern occupied a bunch of my summers as a kid. Fun times, that. Spent a bunch of it traipsing all over Colorado in the back of a cabover camper, going wherever the urge took us that particular day. Saw a lot of country during those summers, a lot of it that I've been back through recently. Only this time I have a better appreciation for the geology and history, not just seeing it as a place to throw rocks in the river, pretend like I'm hunting bear, and send my mother into hystrionics by screaming at her from the top of a 100' tall tree (Hey, I had a good grip on the tree crown while it swung around like a kamikaze bungee. Can't imagine why she was so upset. Pfft... mothers!).
[Archie & Edith Bunker song] Those were the days...! [/Archie and Edith Bunker song]
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