Dad and I walked from Iron Gate in the Pecos Wilderness to north of Culebre and to the top of the peaks on the way. It took several trips. I would drive non stop from Fort Smith and we would walk as far as possible when we arrived. Great times with my best friend. He has been gone 21 years in January. There will never be another like him. We both seemed to know when to talk and when to be silent and we both believed in working until the job was done no matter how hard or how long it took. We could work for hours and hours together. Sure do miss him.
Good times, for sure.