"River Walk"
What does June mean to me? About every other year (sometimes every year) my family and I go home to Wyoming. Wife Whisperer is originally from there and I used to live there as well. We usually try to go back near the end of June to catch the Independence Day festivities. We see the Cody parade, and sometimes the Sheridan parade, and the fireworks. Sometimes we visit the museum and the Park is a regular trip when we're home. We go to all the old haunts as well but, one of the highlights of our trip is spending time at our cabin in the Big Horn mountains. It's incomparably beautiful there with the cabin right on the Tongue River. When we're not fly fishing, hiking or relaxing, one of the things we do (well, some of us!) is float the river. And, dang, it's cold! It's a pretty swift current so you have to wear shoes unless you want to tear up your feet and get swept away. I snapped this picture of a line-up of our drying shoes one day after a big float. This photo just about says it all for me concerning June!
