'Tonight the horses sleep standing up': Lessons from five nights deep in the Absaroka-Beartooth Wilderness
“Leah, get up. The horses got out.”
I burrowed my head deeper into my sleeping bag against the cold, feigning sleep. Outside my synthetic-filled cocoon, my tentmate was shuffling around, unzipping her sleeping bag.
In the distance, a creek was roaring, and horses were whinnying, and dull bells were