See the cabin? Trappers Lake pretty much kicks ass.
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Little Trappers Lake.
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Water everywhere.
A shepherd. We could see each other from miles away. We didn't talk today, but about 20 miles from here the following day we crossed paths again and tried to communicate.
Elk watching me from the ridge (and my eventual camp) on Derby Peak.
And closer up.
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