frozen pizza, flat screens, and a great dane named bella

View from camp last night

My house on the hill

Well guys...I am indoors! At least for now. I am housesitting for the next week and I plan to take full advantage of the hot water, and refrigeration, and ac, and a bed, and clean clothes and no mosquitos, and not having to cook my food over a campfire, and all of the other amentities that normal folks not living in the forest get to experience on a daily basis. The first thing I did when I got here today (after driving around for an hour trying to find the house) was take a shave, and a hot shower and it was amazing! I sat down with the hot water all the way turned up and enjoyed every second of it. I'm watching Independence Day right now on a huge flat screen, sitting in the ac having a great time. Unfortunatly, I droped my bottle of whiskey on the driveway, I was unable to find a straw and was forced to stand there watching my whiskey pool up on the pavement. I am reminded of my mistake everytime I walk out to the truck now, because the driveway reeks of Evan Williams.


So I was kayaking the Snake the other day and out of nowhere this plane comes screaming through the canyon like 100ft off the deck. Litterally just above my head and it was awsome. It was one of those stunt planes, and it was badass for sure. I've been alternating my paddling between the Gros Ventre, Greys, and the Snake river, the GV and Greys are drying up quick but theres still fun to be had. The hole Taco is still sick, and Big Kahuna is begining to come in, both are easily accessed with trails from the road down to the water, so that is great news in the park and play department.


I met some people the other day, mostly east coast kids working on this ranch. I ended up going to the carnival with them, had a few beers, and a good time. The rides were a little intense for me, but I worked up enough courage for the ferris wheel and although short, it was a good view. They had this demolition derby deal thing, but the cars just race around a dirt track in a figure 8 trying to not smash into each other crossing through the middle. It's things like that, which give me hope for the Pathfinder later on down the line. Which by the way sustained another injury the other day. The muffler pipe is now disconnected from the muffler. I gave my mechanic up in Missoula a jingle and asked him what he thought. He told me just what I wanted to hear and the truck is going to be just fine afterall.

It just started to pour down buckets of rain, were talking thunder, lightning, the whole deal, and the yard is flooding, but I am glad that Mother Nature was able to cut me a little slack and wait for me to find a place to sleep dry before unleashing her wrath.

Everything is great, come on out for a visit and see for yourself.