How I wish, Bob! Let's just say long-term plans, at least for a permanent summer getaway. Seven more years of middle and high school left for our daughter, so we have time to figure this out. But hell, by then I'll be closing in on 60 and might as well hang up the hiking boots. Oh, wait - someone just did a MR double in their 60s, so maybe not . . .
This past summer was my wife's first visit to the Eastern Sierra and the Portal. She was smitten, and finally understood my fascination with the area. As we were driving down from the Portal the last day there, she pointed to the cabin homes on the mountainside above the campgrounds and said, "Honey, what do you think those go for . . . ?"
My reply: "A decent lottery win." Guess what she's done religiously since we've been back?
