{"id":21252,"date":"2025-07-12T06:55:24","date_gmt":"2025-07-12T13:55:24","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mywalkabout.net\/?p=21252"},"modified":"2025-07-12T06:55:25","modified_gmt":"2025-07-12T13:55:25","slug":"back-to-greer-time-at-lost-resorts","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mywalkabout.net\/?p=21252","title":{"rendered":"Back to Greer, time at Lost Resorts"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

The sun should wake up soon<\/strong>, but for now the man works in the darkness as he prepares to head up to the White Mountains for the Holiday weekend. Fishing gear and beer are carefully packed into the car, and the long drive begins.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Nothing changes in Greer<\/strong>. It’s the reason the man finds such peace and solitude here. In a world that is quickly becoming unrecognizable, the mountains dotted with pines, a herd of elk in the meadows and native fish swimming upstream in the Little Colorado river are constant staples of life up here.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Clouds roll in and leave just as quickly<\/strong>. The sky is just a little clearer up here, a more brilliant shade of blue. When the stars come out at night, the man can breathe a little easier.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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