Hi. My memories of H-Bar-G and Lou, were from three stays in 1988, 1989 and 1993. A great place and a great man, the sort of American who called us English "Limeys"! On my first visit, within an hour I badly sprained my ankle. Lou sorted that out and I was up and around in a couple of days. Memories of Hummingbirds and Hawks overhead, good conversation and Lou's old army truck. Luckily my last stay in 1993 was for 11 days, and I managed to climb Long's peak. Whenever I hear wind pass through pine trees, or catch a smell of pine resin I am always transported back. I consider myself lucky to have known him and the H-Bar-G.
- Andy Lane (Nottingham, England)