Kirsten: spring break at Zion

One of the stories that Kirsten used to tell me fairly often was of the spring break that she spent hiking in Zion National Park in Utah. As with most of her stories, I wish I could remember this better. I only remember the story she told of the journey back, and that only in parts.

I think that she was living in a hippie house outside of Missoula at the time, that she called Toura (?) House. One spring break, a bunch of folks set out for Zion in an old station wagon. It was heavily loaded down with people, dogs, and their luggage. I can't remember any of the other people involved, except that one guy had the unlikely name of Peachcraft.

She had a great time hiking in Zion, as I can well imagine. That part of Utah is among the most beautiful parts of the world. I myself spend a summer in Natural Bridges National Monument, one of the highlights of my life.

On the way back to Montana, a very long drive, they passed a couple of hitch-hikers. They were heavy laden already, so could not stop. But after passing the couple, they realized that they were actually very good friends of theirs from Missoula - what are the odds? So even though they were already laden down with people and dogs and luggage, they had to stop and cram them in. The old station wagon was heavy laden indeed, but they piled on top of each other and made it back to Missoula.

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