“What was the favorite part of your trip?” This was the common question I was asked when I returned to work. I didn’t have an obvious answer which pushed me to ponder. The scenery was gorgeous. The ability to walk in the footsteps of the ancient people was humbling. The geology was mind blowing. But these items were all wisps in the memories dancing in my head. I realized the memories with density, were of the people I met.
Meeting the Wander The West people in the Valley of Gods was wonderful. I’m still thinking about my chat about a 1,700-foot, 36-inch diameter horizontal directional drill run. And meeting Hoyden who later wrote about her trip : “Perhaps that’s what I learned on this trip: to take one step at a time, not to give credence to the future unknowns, and watch for cairns – the markers of where others have gone and suggested a reasonable path.”
Some of the Wander The West group