Somewhere in the Middle of (Western) Montana
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Trip 2: Hoodoo Basin
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Tuesday, September 15, 2009
The Wisdom of Thoreau
I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. Henry David Thoreau.
Walden
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