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As you make your way west off the highway toward the Rocky Mountains on a dusty, well used road, the towering escarpment and near vertical rock faces look impenetrable to the naked eye. A seemingly gapless expanse of granite nears closer through the windshield with every bump in the dirt. You wind your way through a group of trees, temporarily blocking your view of the mountainside ahead and the road becomes rockier as you round the final bend. Suddenly, almost without warning, you find yourself running parallel with the pristine, jaw-dropping beauty of a wild, mountain stream, carving its way through the canyon of rock in the same path it has for millennia. This is the Oldman River.