It’s a perfect summer evening in the mountains at Triple J ranch. One of the wranglers is building a fire in the fire pit. I’m tired and I’m thinking about heading to my cabin and getting organized for tomorrow’s departure. But, the lure of sitting around the campfire sharing memories with other guests overrides.
This is our last evening at Triple J and it’s difficult to think about leaving the other guests. We’ll miss owners Kim and Ernie Barker and we’ll miss the staff. My flower-munching horse has been so good to me I’m even going to miss him!
The campfire was awesome and I was asleep a few moments after my head hit the pillow.