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Ian
Dec 3
Ghosts in the Land of Adams, Muir and Roosevelt - Part 2
That morning I sipped a cup of coffee and reading while enveloped by trees and teetering on a ridgeline as the sun ascended from the...
Ian
Nov 4
Ghosts in the Land of Adams, Muir, and Roosevelt - Part 1
That morning my legs moved slowly, twisting and stretching a bit in recovery from trekking in the footsteps of countless others in that...
Ian
Oct 1
No Crowds in Comet
Barreling out of Helena that morning, I was bound for a piece of history unlike others; it was for sale to the highest bidder. The ghost...
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