The view the masked heeler and I had ten days ago, as we failed in our attempt to make a mad dash up to the 10,000 foot peak of the Ferrises and back down in only three hours.

And no, Trin, I didn't get dizzy from the thinned air. Born and raised at 6,500' and living at 6,600', adding a few more thousand is no big deal. My slow ascent can only be blamed on too many pounds of me, and not enough exercise the rest of the year.

In my defense, however, I was back in those mountains the next day. The heeler, on the other hand, stayed home and slept in with her Alpha.