The trip to Bearpaw = amazing. Hands down the best camping trip I have ever taken. We were so far up in the mountains in an 1890s-looking camp with no electricity, an outhouse, and a wood-burning operated water heater, that it was hard to think of a life outside this special little shangri-la. The sky looked round and scattered with the brightest stars Ive ever seen. Animals (bears, bucks, marmots) literally lived in the forest right outside our canvas tent-house. We sat by the fire at night and actually made friends with once-strangers, and listened to this guy sing songs he had written on his guitar. It was a surreal kind of place, yet it also seemed to have the formula right–maybe life was really this simple if you let it be…not that I was having revelations left and right. It just felt like the world made sense up there. Continue Reading