Hello, everyone who might read this--I'm the now infamously slow sister in the consensus group on shhsgirl's Roper trip. I just want to say that she is really, truly my ideal of a wilderness guide, not that we saw her that much in daylight.
And my "placid" husband agrees, at least placidly. She was kind (finding a site big enough to accommodate us that first night when we strolled in hours behind her), generous (handing over her stove and fuel as needed), resourceful (yep, her desperate solo survival trek from Cotton Lake to Izaak Walton), and fun (initiating the singing and reciting of poetry by heart around the last campfire), and the list goes on. Seriously, you know what a person is like when they make sure you have a spectacular experience, at their own cost one way or another. And my brother-in-law is EXACTLY the same, only different! THAT'S why we won't ever forget that week last summer in the Sierras with them. In fact, we're better equipped now than we were then, so (and this isn't a threat, shhsgirl) we hope we'll be back.
