Where the wild things are

This is how my weekend started out.

Luckily, our animal encounters got a bit more civil. Here are mountain goats at the top of A-Basin. We hiked in from the other side. This is where I ski in the winter.

Then we went on a boat ride around lake Dillon. Made me miss living on a coast, and really miss sailing. There were some beautiful boats out when we were. I have a secret like ambition to live on a sail boat. I am already very good at tying knots and living in small spaces.

Then it was back to the campsite for a big dinner, and stories and tequila around the fire. Ahh summer.