Fabulously Great Old Broads

I did mention earlier that we were at Thomas Creek, among other reasons, to meet “The Great Old Broads for Wilderness” who were staying there at the Lodge and gallivanting about the wilderness during the days. They were out to protest the helicopter dart-collaring of wolves during the annual sheep counts, which was supposed to be happening around that time, demonstrating that there were in fact people out in the wilderness at that time of year, whose experience could be affected by a helicopter buzzing about and chasing critters.
What we found, were three fabulous women (one of whom was one of the founding “broads”, and about to celebrate her 80th birthday) scrambling around the mountains, enjoying the heck out of the experience, hot springs included, and passionate (and feisty) about what they were doing and what they stand for. It was refreshing to talk to people who really wanted to share their story, who welcomed the opportunity to talk to us, after a year of people wary of the lens, and sometimes less than willing to share their perspective (I’m only talking of some, we’ve also run into plenty of people glad to share). But this was especially nice simply because they were such a fun and spunky group anyways. “No one expects older women to be trouble makers!” they say, smiling innocently and slyly at the same time.
I am greatly honored to have met them, and aspire to Great Old Broad-hood some day.