We hadn’t spotted any tire tracks crunched into the snow on the way into Wallowa-Whitman National Forest. Fat, wet flakes were parachuting down so fast, we likely wouldn’t. There was no sign of anyone, or anything, else nearby.
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We hadn’t spotted any tire tracks crunched into the snow on the way into Wallowa-Whitman National Forest. Fat, wet flakes were parachuting down so fast, we likely wouldn’t. There was no sign of anyone, or anything, else nearby.
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Read more