I took my two daughters, 13 and 9, who had some backcountry experience, and my 12 year old nephew on his first trip for 5 days in the Wind Rivers last July. After some first-morning-away-from-mom-much-less-out-here-in-the-middle-of-nowhere jitters from my nephew, the trip went pretty well. We ate great, and had a good time.

We finished up in Pinedale and spent some time looking for a celebratory meal. We ended up at the Stockman's. After making the phone calls to let moms know everyone was alive and well, we ordered. I ordered a Bacon Cheeseburger and a Heineken. When I took my first bite of that burger, my eyes welled like I was going to break down right there and then. My kids thought I was nuts (so did I, for that matter)!

I'm a teacher and musician. I spend my days searching for the elusive "aesthetic experience." I've found them in symphonies, sunsets, and perfect moments sailing.

I never thought I'd find one in a bacon cheeseburger...

Man, what a burger...