This was a nice book to pluck off my dad’s shelf for our backpack trip. (Too bad I didn’t remember to pluck a plastic bag for it out of the kitchen drawer – it’s a little thicker than it used to be now). The landscapes of Wyoming, my birth state, are brought to visceral life, as are the ranchers whose hospitality I’ve enjoyed but never appreciated with the depth offered by this author. A contemplative and stirring read.