So, as I’m heading back down from Lookout to Roundhouse, I pass three women whom I’d already passed on the way up.
Well, maybe they weren’t exactly lost, but they were thinking about heading for the top, and – as late as it was – there was no way they were going to make it back before dark. Once they got that, they pretty much said, “We’re with you.”
This is our trip back down on the gondola … rather entertaining …
