Peace. It is setting in on both the riders and the horses. We are all calmer. The vastness, the rhythm of the horses, the slow flow of the clouds..and the gentleness and kindness of the people all contribute to the sense of peace. There are no planes in the sky here. The rhythm is in tune with the rhythm of nature. We are all getting familiar with our horses. Mack and Elizabeth both had their first canters of the trip.

Flowers at the mt pass were incredible. Edelweiss, giant orange bells, deep deep purple stalks of flowers. Ancient larch trees as we climbed higher. Another thunder and hail storm at camp sent us scaring into our tents. Fortunately this time we were in camp.