Last year, EDO looked up at the summit of Brian Head from where we were parked on the highway and asked me if she could climb to the top. I kicked her out of the car and off she went—a 12-year-old on a mission. I walked in the other direction for an hour or two and, when we got back together, she said that she had been surprised to find a fat man on the summit eating cheese-its, talking on his phone, and asking her where she'd come from. Not so yesterday. We climbed her summit ridge together and found, of course, no one on the top because the road is currently blocked by snow.
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