I so wish to go hiking there, up in the mountains high! To follow a trail of winding gold that disappears behind the mountainside. To follow this trail of golden tailings here and thither just to see what it may hide. To lay among a field of wildflowers of red and white and pink and watch the yellow butterfly dance upon the leaves of green. To soak my weary feet in the cold rush of a mountain stream, this and that and many other things is what I truly dream.