Sometimes it's the little things. This hungry raven joined our camp on the San Juan River one evening, keeping a close watch on our food.
Meanwhile, up among the columbines near Lime Creek, I happened on some script carved into this aspen in 1938. The cut stump next to it is intriguing. Somebody was marking the way along this historic route. Tree carvings are called arborglyphs--in case you didn't know. They are everywhere but you have to train yourself to look for them.
