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I just can't say enough how

coming back to Copper is like

comin' home, and home is where

the heart is...Copper.

Thursday afternoon, Crisp and I

headed to Copper despite overcast

skies, and even flurries, because

in a matter of minutes the sun is

sure to come out. Sure enough it did.

Click here to see west from atop Union Bowl.
This Billy was giving me the stink eye

on the way there.Crisp in Copper Bowl.

Jaques Peak lurking.

come back, bye. Wulf