“Everyone loves options.”
The Sheep Field road was better than Comet Ridge, but once it started ascending back up the mountain, it was still rough. As they passed through aspen, he wondered what this field would look like when the leaves turned yellow. Gorgeous, no doubt. He’d have to come back just to see the autumn here.
Though Aelissm had said this was the shorter road, it was still at least three miles long, winding through the valley and up along the northern ridge. At the line of lodgepole pine that signaled the eastern edge of the grazing area, a creek cut right through the road. There was no bridge, and the banks were about three feet high. He considered himself lucky to have made it this far, but he hadn’t yet needed to attempt something that belonged in an obstacle course.
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