I have ridden its length many times in cars and have ridden much of it on horseback. Sitting a saddle while riding alone in Phantom Canyon, listening to the mountain breezes whistling through tall trees and rocky crevices, seeing the shapes and shadows as the sun advances overhead, and especially...
He looked around in a daze. He was in a room with sunlight streaking in the windows, and outside the window in the distance were snowcapped peaks. A nurse walked into the room carrying a basin of water. “So, I see, Mr. Strongheart,” she said, nonplussed, “I see you have de...
Nonetheless, he got a view of the countryside around, and he took in drainages, thick woods, trails and roads, including the one they rode in on. Strongheart planned his escape routes in his mind, thinking of each possible attack. He saw movement down below and got his telescope out of his saddle...
He closed his eyes, half awake and half asleep, remembering back to an incident in training that really put Charlie’s name and face in everybody’s mind for some time. Charlie had, like many men in Special Forces, a varied background in the martial arts, starting in childhood. He held black belt r...
Here, they lay on a blanket by a crystal clear lake. Earlier in the day, they had eaten cutthroat trout from the glacial-fed lake where they had made love all afternoon. The moon shined brightly on the many patches of snow still clinging to the sides of avalanche chutes and the northern slopes hi...