Story: Aaron couldn’t help himself. He always needed to be in the thick of adventure. Every weekend he would leave the house at 5 am ready to hike then climb the narrowest of forgotten canyons, never fazed by the heat. He’d come back sweaty and jovial then jokingly tease me that his mistress had called him. In a way, he was telling the truth and we both knew it.
Room photo courtesy of Turquoise Bear