Thick, green grass covers the earth, speckled with purple wildflowers, an errant bolder every few hundred yards. Small creeks snake back and forth flowing towards the valley. “I see a bear! Oh wait there's another one. Look Alex!” Alex leans over, peering out at the black animal resting below, and begins chuckling. “Eve, I think around here they call those cows.” “Ok, so maybe you're right, but it's still very pretty here.” Eve says. “It is. Makes me wanna grab a banjo, and skin me a deer!” “You're really one to talk... You were born in Missouri.” Eve says. “You had to go there woman?” “Are we almost there? My ears feel like they are full of water.” Eve says. “That’s the altitude change getting to ya. Don’t worry once we touch down, the feeling will go away. Try yawning, it tends to help.”
