There was no lack of adventure on this day and to top it off we drove toward an intense funnel cloud on the way home.   Anyhow, Fly Hill has been dubbed as mean and although it provided a few challenges the area is vibrant with green meadows and many wildflowers. We couldn’t have asked for a better day, conditions were pristine. This hill is nestled west of Thunder Mountain and east of the Continental Divide. We left the cars around 9:45 a.m. armed with Bob Spirko’s GPS track and hiked along a road that led to a trail paralleling Racehorse Creek. Eventually we left the trail and bushwhacked up to the right where we came to an open slope. Continuing on we topped out on the first