The day started pleasantly as Tiger Bob, Bee Stinger, and I worked together to make a fitting breakfast at the hostel. Bob on pancakes, I on eggs, and Bee on  clean up. We climbed Mt Bromley and toward the summit ended up on a ski run. Our oldest son Aaron lived and loved his lift mechanic job in Colorado. When I told Bee, he thought being there was bringing up some unpleasant  memories. No, just the opposite I replied but for the rest of the day I was lost in ,thought and walked alone. We were together for lunch then walked another 10 to our makeshift. campsite. We passed on staying with all the other campers around Little Rock pond. I like this better, exclaimed Bee Stinger, this is what you can do when you are thru hiking.
“For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor deamons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is Christ Jesus our Lord. ROMANS 8: 38-39.


2 thoughts on “BROMLEY

  1. I’ll say it again – the photography is incredible! I’ve been on the trail and enjoyed the view without all the foot-slogging, many thanks to your great, appreciative eye. God IS with you Andy. : )


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