Just about four years ago, in April of 2013, we went on a short camping trip in Clear Creek. EDO, who was nine at the time, formed a memory of playing in "caves." In the last few months, she has asked me to take her back there, so that she could look at the caves. We finally took a couple hours to drive up there yesterday. I'm not going to say that EDO was disappointed, but I do think that the caves looked to her rather less like caves and rather more like potholes. Over the past four years, the rock has not changed very much, but EDO sure has.
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