Chris asks, "What are you going to stick to?""Mah guns, boy, mah guns," I tell him. "That’s the Code of the West.

People spend their entire lives at those lower altitudes without any awareness that this high country exists.

People entered the park and became polite and cozy and fakey to each other because the atmosphere of the park made them that way. In the entire time he had lived within a hundred miles of it he had visited it only once or twice.

But until then, and right now, the sun is bright, the air is cool, my head is clear, there’s a whole day ahead of us, we’re almost to the mountains, it’s a good day to be alive. It’s this thinner air that does it. You always feel like this when you start getting into higher altitudes.