<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725446759039072874</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 08 Nov 2024 15:12:21 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Be Blog</title><description>It&#39;s all about the experience.</description><link>http://experiencebeblog.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Tom Mann)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725446759039072874.post-8715575545871729496</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Oct 2010 19:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-20T13:00:59.727-07:00</atom:updated><title>Let’s Go High! Part 1: So Many Stars</title><atom:summary type="text">I co-led a very loose, mostly American Indian-based Leadership weekend at High Camp Hut (formerly Spruce Lodge) outside of Telluride last weekend.

 I want to talk about two aspects of the experience; they’re intertwined, so they’re not mutually exclusive. Part One will focus on the place and the space. Part Two on the learning.
 

Spruce Lodge and Sheep Mountain 
outside Telluride, CO
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