|Chama River - few hundred yards south|
of the CO/NM border
I spent an evening during the holiday weekend outdoorsing, camping, and emptying a few barley-pops with another CPA. In an uncanny chain of events I got out later in the week for some mtb on Dale Ball with another friend of mine, visiting from out of town, who also happens to be an accountant.
Three accountants, doing dope stuff, all in the same week. A fleetingly rare occurrence, duly documented for the memory banks.