STAR GAZING DURING TELLURIDE FILM FESTIVAL

       A local elk hunter named Charlie was asked at the Telluride film festival, whether he had been doing any star watching.  Charlie said “no, I never look up at the stars at night, and know nothing about it.” A few days later, Charlie loaded up a mule called Equus with all his hunting gear and camping supplies for a weeks elk hunt in the high country of the San Miguel mountains.  Hours later he arrived in a basin, near the Wilson mountains, above timberline, with views to the heavens.  Just when he was about to set up camp for his primeval hunt, Equus bellowed and took off with everything, never to be seen again, never to return. Charlie returned to the Sheridan bar, to tell the tale, with his tail between his legs.  A local mountain climber claims he saw Equus, at night, in a grassland basin, looking up at the stars, contemplating the universe from the Colorado high country. Equus was renamed by the locals, Stargazer.  He has never been seen since. He made a jackass out of Charlie, who had to walk 12 miles back to town, in the dark. The legend is growing that Stargazer may have caught the tail of a comet, and may return in a thousand years, gazing and contemplating in the far reaches of space.