Along about dusk, a lone hiker came walking along the river, traveling light, looking very comfortable out there by himself. This seemed a little strange, and we weren’t so sure that we wanted to see anybody in our personal wilderness. The bearded fellow came over to talk with us. Said he was scouting for an Outward Bound course, looking for a good route for the group to follow. And as we chatted, we turned back to politics. We spoke of our hopes for Mo but wondered whether he could actually win. And the solitary hiker — Mark Udall — finally grinned and said, "That’s my Dad."
At last, we have found Everett Ruess, and he turns out to be Mark Udall. Mark has a fundamental understanding of our relationship with the land that is crucial to making enlightened decisions about public policy. His land ethic is as solid as bedrock. I find it incredibly heartening that Mark and Tom Udall are in Congress to represent us all. What a gift.
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