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Chapter 5

As we rode out Saturday morning, I swung my feet clear of the stirrups and tipped my hat down to shade my eyes from the sun just rising over the peaks. It was 6:00 A.M. Funny how hard it was to get up for school and how easy it was to jump out of bed to start on an adventure.

We’d finally decided on the “camping at the river” excuse, because it gave us a reason to disappear for the whole weekend and to take the horses with us.

We’d tricked our folks with that excuse once before, when we rescued the horse Glory in the middle of the night. For a while after that “incident,” as Pa calls it, it took some convincing to get permission to stay out overnight again. But twice since that night, we’d camped at the river and come home without stealing a horse. So, I guess you could say that our folks hadn’t learned their lesson yet, and they let us go.

Pa had only glanced up from his paper when I’d asked him. “A little cold at night for sleeping out, isn’t it?” he’d said.

“We like it.” I didn’t look him in the eye, but fiddled with the fishing fly I’d been tying at the kitchen table. “No mosquitoes, lots of stars.”