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“I unlace my hiking boots and step into the water. I could compare my ritual to a baptism of sorts, just as cupping my hand to catch the flow of a tumbling freshet is a form of communion. When cold clear mountain water is involved, every gesture is a sacrament.”

Susan Marsh sings the praises of her beloved Buffalo Fork in the Teton Wilderness—a place we would all love to be here in the height of summer!  From “The Amber Light of Autumn,” in Deep Wild: Writing from the Backcountry, hitting the streets in three short weeks!

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