An unusual thing happened at our house this morning — a stranger appeared at our door at around 7:15. Given our fairly remote location and our gated road, we are almost never surprised by a visitor. It turns out this guy was from Rocky Mountain Search and Rescue, trying to locate a climber who had fallen sometime last night and was still missing. They had found where the guy had slid and found his climbing shoes, but had not found him. We told him our dogs had not barked in the night, and we unfortunately had no information to help. A sheriff’s vehicle and maybe 10 people staged in our meadow about an hour ago, and a red helicopter with a white cross on it just made a slow, low pass down the canyon. I hope they find the missing climber.
Thoughts In Random Patterns 