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 Before we left to head back home I wanted to get a good picture of Heart Mountain, which overlooks the valley. Heart Mountain always makes me first think of my childhood home, and then of my grandpa. I have memories of hearing about him hiking to the top of the mountain on the Fourth of July. I’m not sure how many years he did that, but I know several summers he hiked it, even into his seventies. We hiked it one year that I remember, I think I was a teenager, and I think everyone but me made it to the top. Thinking about it now, I’ll have to go back someday and climb to the top just to say I made it.