Last year was a wash for UFRA's Winter Fire School. Covid did that for most everything for a year and a half, so when we got word that January 2022 was on, we bit like steelhead in a good riffle.
We got a good place on the lee side of the mesa, and even though I didn't get much sleep in my little twin-sized bunk bed for the three nights, being with my kids and good friends made it a good deal that I knew I'd have to pay for over the next week or so- but that's what life's all about. Feast and famine, play and, well, pay.
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