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THE VALLEY OF SILVER MOUNTAIN
The year was 1938, I was 25 and I was finally in the Rocky Mountains (which were first given that name in 1752 by the Canadian explorer, Jacques Legardeur de Saint-Pierre as the Montagnes de Roche aka. I brought Zeb to a stop, along with the rest of my mules behind me and waited to see if this was going to be a confrontation or just an introduction. I returned, in kind. The indian, was impressive looking, for sure, in his long buckskin shirt, breech cloth, leggings and knee-high moccasins. As if a ghost, a sentry silently appeared on the trail, 20 feet in front of me. The brisk mountain mornings and pleasant afternoons, surrounded by the fall foliage, were purely joyful, to be experiencing. Then asked if I could dismount and he said that that would be good. He reached out his hand and we grasped each other’s forearms, a greeting, offering of no weapons. As if a ghost, a sentry silently appeared on the trail, 20 feet in front of me. He took a big draw of smoke and handed the pipe back to me.