I decided to explore when I woke. Near our camp, a concrete culvert provided passage underneath the highway. As I approached, swallows poured out, swooping and circling above my head and filling the cool morning air with their song.
After some time reading and relaxing, a familiar vehicle pulled up. Grandpa! We quickly packed up and loaded in the vehicle, ready for a zero day in Gunnison.
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