Denver... We actually did not know his name but we called him Denver because he was from Denver. I felt bad for him because he was taking a big trip all by himself.:( he was going around Colorado on his motorcycle. We met him at Mesa Verde .Our ranger Shannon asked us if we had family almost everybody raised their hands and he was one of the people that didn't rise there hands.:( Right then and there, I wanted to take him on our own trip because I felt so bad for him. All he had was a little bag on his motorcycle.
We then met Wayne in Arches National Park on a primitive hike we took. Mariah will tell you the story about him. When he had to leave, I had tears coming out of my eyes. And while I am writing this, I continue to feel tears within me.
Whenever we see metal or plastic in nature, I think of the words Wayne said to us tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. Mariah the rest.
So far the trip has been great. See you soon
Nerel
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