The view is never the same, and the land is never the same. The mountains change with the weather, the season, the light, and the rain. And we, as people, get to change too.
My guides spent the day getting to know guests from West Virginia, who somehow felt like family to all of us, even though we’d only just met. Maybe it’s because I’m from there too, but anyone from West Virginia who finds their way to Wyoming already feels like someone I should know.
