He had long, coal black hair. Indian Porn “Where you are going?”
I explained to him my plans for spending the last few days relaxing and camping in the higher country before the weather turned and I would have to return across the plains to trade my furs. Chapter One:
THE VALLEY OF SILVER MOUNTAIN
The year was 1938, I was 25 and I was finally in the Rocky Mountains (which were first given that name in 1752 by the Canadian explorer, Jacques Legardeur de Saint-Pierre as the Montagnes de Roche aka. I turned and hung my rifle on the horn, with my loop scabbard on my saddle horn and reached into my possibles bag, at my waist, for pipe and tobacco, which immediately brought a smile to the sentinel’s face. He was obviously blocking me and my mules from entering the village unannounced.
