Redfish Lake. Here are several pictures :






Notice how the texture of the tree looks like the inside of a Butterfinger candy bar.

Yes, even in the middle of the woods, I like to be the star of the show:







This the office that I work in with 3-4 other people. It is a small space for that many people, but so far so good. There is one computer for reservations, another for email and another for the Boss, Sandra. There are lots of systems for doing everything and everybody seems to do everything. If they asked me, perhaps more clearly defined divisions of responsibility might help us from running into each other and from having anything fall through the cracks, but as we are still in training, it seems bad form to express my opinion quite yet, and hey, maybe I don't know it all...yet.
This is the local meditation center. They have Catholic Service, Christian Assembly and two Mormon services. I don't know a whole lot about Mormon-ism, except of course, the recent news about the some of the more fundamental ones. So far I'm gathering that being Mormon in the west is sort of like being Baptist in the south- by which I mean there are a lot of them. And the fundamental ones that believe in several wives are disapproved of by the mainstay of the Mormon Church.


Stanley Lake with McGown Peak in the background. Stanley was named for James Stanley- the first prospector to come for mining-there was gold in them hills! McGown was named for some brothers with oxen.
A view of the small town of Stanley. There is Stanley and Lower Stanley. Combined, I'd say they are about the size of Hot Springs, NC...maybe a little smaller.