Took a ride down memory lane with my husband. He told stories of the days when they camped and hunted, where he shot his very first elk, and of the cistern where they (kids) hid their beer to keep it cold. He was saddened by all the blocked roads where he and his friends rode their dirt bikes. Much of the forest has been logged but there is still beauty all around. I didn't get any photos of the wild apple trees and their fruit, but we tasted several different apples and found some very good ones.
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