If not for the elk trails, we would have given up for sure. Our feet sank deep into the spongy earth, following the tunnel-like trails through the brush. The sword ferns grew so tall – above our heads in many places – that we could only see a few feet ahead. Any moment we expected to come face to face with one of the resident elk.
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There are a few headwinds, for sure. But like everything else in this endeavor, it’s an experiment. Maybe a few people out there still value shared experience, or maybe some honest talk about the creative process. I’m betting on it, for now. If that’s you, read on.