Amanda: she lives!

After a twenty four holdup for a total injector job on my diesel, I pushed on through Nebraska, nearly clearing the state. In the morning, Wyoming presented the unusual rock formations, that lead me to expect an Indian to show up from behind a rock, wearing nothing but war paint and a fascinator. I would have put on my fascinator and said “How!”

The next part of our trip took us to the high Utah ranch of Fred and Linda Oswald. Spectacular The surprise was the abundant forest vegetation, aspen and spruces. There was wild wild life everywhere. Once I briefly mistook an angus cow, for a bear. And I was scared. Fred and Lind couldn’t have more attentive hosts. They had pond stocked with cutthroats. Thousands of sheep used the bush for camo. I wanted the 8,000 feet of altitude more than I wanted dog work. It was great to relax after the hard drive. Michele Howard joined us for the next evening’s Away to Me night at Sundance

We moved in a gang to Soldier Hollow in the morning, with the first cel service in a while. My new Wolfhound, Zep took a bad turn with pancreatitis. He has been touch and go. News of his improvement did much to buoy my spirits. I love the hounds. Lori Cunningham, Bev, Barbara and I, lunched in Park City.

What a festive movie night we had at Sundance. Drew Hadra took us the Tree Room for a glorious dining experience, before the screening. The company festive. Drew’s Isabelle a beauty in and out. What a pleasure to meet her. Sundance very chic.

Today we are settling into the running. Our own Lori Cunningham still leading the pack.