Strolling up the North Fork of the Big Thompson River, the summer flowers were in full force. Luckily Dott was along to help on the few that stumped me. Our destination was the deserted hunting camp of Lord Dunraven. Not much remains except for the one dilapidated cabin, situated in a large meadow next to the river.
Muneca had to check out the old window once again. I think this is her annual shot.
After the hike, we had to stop at the real destination, the Glenhaven General Store. Cinnamon rolls are just as wonderul as they have always been.
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