By day three, it was very clear that the instincts that granted me undisputed authority in suburbia were useless in the mountains. My husband's skill set was now in the ascendant: he could read a topographic map, gut a fish, and follow tracks to find his way back to camp. he took us on trips to sparkling high altitude lakes and meadows bursting with wildflowersw were we would hike, catch trout, and picnic.

— woman loses clout in outdoors adventure  

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