Pushing Through to the End

People sometimes ask where I get ideas for what I write. This post is not about that. This is about where I go when the plot does not track smoothly to where my outline says it should. When I need to find my way back out of the trap my characters have created (Them, not me), a walk along the Front Range Trail usually helps. Today was perfect. Only a couple of other people to say hello to as we passed. Snow and solitude, and now I know what needs to come next.