"I tied one horse to the pack saddle on the other horse, got his lead rope, got on my horse and left the ranch. As I topped the ridge past the ranch, I took a look back at the ranch. It was to be my last look at civilization for the summer. I had no regrets about leaving. I set up camp and sat outside my tent until after dark listening to the sounds of the mountain. It was peaceful. The next day, I grained the horses, saddled one and started to explore...