Hidden Treasure

Hiking Superstition Mountains in Arizona one morning a few weeks ago when just over the ridge we saw the familiar Iowa Hawkeye black and gold from back home. Paul started whistling the Iowa fight song, honestly he did, when we realized we knew these people, Judy and Jeff from our hometown in Iowa.  Running into old friends far from our Iowa roots on an Arizona mountain range seemed pretty bizarre at the time, but realized we were in the land of alien sightings, genuine cowboys and Carnitas De Pork Belly (yep that's real because Paul ate it) so guess it wasn't all that strange.


We were able to carve out a few hours from our hectic retiree schedule to spend some time with them and picked up where we left off about 25 or so years ago.  Fun times.  We didn't find any gold in those Superstitions that day, but we found real treasure in our old friends.


I'll tell you about an unforgettable hike we took together another time.  It's a mostly true tale of a scream, terrible advice and a snake that got away.

Happy trails.

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