An atheist was seated next to a little girl on an airplane and he turned to her and said, "Do you want to talk? Flights go quicker if you strike up a conversation with your fellow passenger." The little girl, who had just started to read her book, replied to the total stranger, "What would you want to talk about?" " Oh, I don't know," said the atheist. "How about why th......ere is no God, or no Heaven or Hell, or no life after death?" as he smiled smugly. "OK," she said. "Those could be interesting topics but let me ask you a question first. A horse, a cow, and a deer all eat the same stuff - grass. Yet a deer excretes little pellets, while a cow turns out a flat patty, but a horse produces clumps. Why do you suppose that is?" The atheist, visibly surprised by the little girl's intelligence, thinks about it and says, "Hmmm, I have no idea." To which the little girl replies, "Do you really feel qualified to discuss why there is no God, or no Heaven or Hell, or no life after death, when you don't know crap?" And then she went back to reading her book."
Flint Creek Range
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
A Change of Lifestyle - About Time
I have been lazy again when it comes to my blog, We have been doing quite a bit of finishing things at the lake and a few projects in town. We did bring home the "for sale" sign from the lake for the Missoula relator. I need to get back on my editing of my book, I have done little in the last 2-3 weeks with that.
I joined the Y today and worked out. I was going to join the Peak a real nice club on the way to Lolo, the facility is beautiful, after some thought however I decided to look at the Y and decided that would do just fine. $15 less to join, $19 a month less and a lot closer to home.
Here was my first workout: 8 minutes on the bike (Campus ride on the new bikes - 2 miles), 12 minutes on the machine that works your arms and legs as you sort of run and 1 1/2 minute cool down, 5 laps on the track, 15 minutes in the hot tub and 7 minutes in the sauna. I felt good until about 1 hour later and now I feel it in my upper back, not used to pulling on the handles. I intend to keep this up I feel I have to do this or die. I have high cholesterol, high blood pressure, diabetes and am grossly overweight - so now is the time. I am reading a book - that is pretty good except all the parts about evolution etc, the other science is good and I know I have to do this. The book is called "Younger Next Year" by Chris Crowley and Henry S.Lodge, M.D. . I still plan to get back to walking in the mountains when I can, but the Y will help and will encourage moire daily activity. Also as the weather worsens it will make this easier.
I joined the Y today and worked out. I was going to join the Peak a real nice club on the way to Lolo, the facility is beautiful, after some thought however I decided to look at the Y and decided that would do just fine. $15 less to join, $19 a month less and a lot closer to home.
Here was my first workout: 8 minutes on the bike (Campus ride on the new bikes - 2 miles), 12 minutes on the machine that works your arms and legs as you sort of run and 1 1/2 minute cool down, 5 laps on the track, 15 minutes in the hot tub and 7 minutes in the sauna. I felt good until about 1 hour later and now I feel it in my upper back, not used to pulling on the handles. I intend to keep this up I feel I have to do this or die. I have high cholesterol, high blood pressure, diabetes and am grossly overweight - so now is the time. I am reading a book - that is pretty good except all the parts about evolution etc, the other science is good and I know I have to do this. The book is called "Younger Next Year" by Chris Crowley and Henry S.Lodge, M.D. . I still plan to get back to walking in the mountains when I can, but the Y will help and will encourage moire daily activity. Also as the weather worsens it will make this easier.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Against My Better Judgement
OK I have thought about this and was not going to reveal much more about the book I have written. However, I have decided to post the Prologue just to get your reaction, be open minded as you read it, be generous and I hope it will peak your interest in what follows, when I am done with my editing etc. I will not be posting the book on this blog. See what you think.
Prologue
Prologue
September 28, 1973
8:15 pm
Jonathan Strong had ridden up the mountain with Jep, together they stood and looked across the Missoula valley below. Strong was impressed, “I see why you like it here, I really do, this is something you don’t see in D.C.” They stood in silence for a few moments, but Jep was a talker, always had been and the historian in Jep began to point out different areas in the valley. The part of the valley of most interest to Strong was the Hellgate Canyon, Jep had already explained to the feds the significance of the name and what had happened there.
After a few more minutes Jep asked, “Just how much money was involved in the western Montana part of this organization?” Strong looked at Jep, “As far as we can estimate about Sixty Three Million in Montana alone.” “Sixty three million dollars, I just can’t believe it,” the very thought stunned Jep as he stared out over the valley that had meant so much to him most of his life, He couldn’t help but wonder how something like this had happened. As a kid growing up here, he had led a pretty sheltered life, but he didn’t know it. He thought how at nineteen he had been called on a mission by the LDS Church to Arizona and southern California, and he remembered how shocked he was the day he was transferred from Yuma, Arizona to National Heights, California near San Diego, He had stepped off the bus in downtown San Diego only to be greeted by bright fluorescent lights that advertised things he had not imagined. He also remembered the first time he had seen a young woman in a bikini, it was quite a shock to him that someone of the opposite sex would wear something so revealing. His thoughts were interrupted by Strong, “Well Jep sixty three million dollars, it’s true, that’s the estimated amount this little “Montana Cartel” had made in just the few short months it seems to have existed.” “Thanks to you and your work with the Montana Department of Justice and the Federal Agencies involved, we seem to have gotten not only to the bottom of this drug mess, but solved a missing person report and at least one murder out of state as well. Then there is the gun connection which was even bigger than any of us imagined, the modest weaponry exchange at the local guns shows you worked on led to the connections in Nevada, California and the Middle East. It could run into the billions with a B. Hellgate, my friend, ended up being just as you described, “The gates of Hell.”
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Getting Some Things Done!
I posted on facebook a few minutes ago that I had completed my book, I had the goal to be at this point by the end of the year, but now my goal is to be publish ready by December 31st. I am not saying it will be published, or that it even should, but I think it is a great story - we shall see where it goes from here. I really was a little surprised with the ending, but I like it. I wrote this book as though I was looking at things through the eyes of the main charachter, it is not in first person, but the story developed as I saw it. By doing that I was never sure where things were going until I got there. I knew the main objective and the basic story line, but the details unfolded as I saw them happen. At one point I told Saundra, writing a book is as exciting as reading one.
With the completion of this story, a couple of my bucket list things if you will have now been accomploished this year. First my month in the mountains, which was a big boost to this second item the book.
Without giving anything away here are a couple of notes about the book:
1) I am looking at the title -
63 Million,
Big Trouble under the Big Sky
2) The main charachter is a Drug Rep, F. Jep Leavitt, yes he was born in Canada.
3) He works for Avion Pharmaceuticals (No such company) and ends up working under cover for the Montana Department of Justice and the Federal Government.
That is enough for now! Now comes perhaps the hardest part and that is tieing it all together - timewise, peoplewise and making sure there is enough interesting detail and story to keep it going beginning to end.
Today was just a gorgsous day at the lake. By the way Kimber bit a bear in the but yesterday, while Mark, Sari and their kids were here, today she routed out a rat in the boiathouse, downstairs. she's had quite a 24 hours.
With the completion of this story, a couple of my bucket list things if you will have now been accomploished this year. First my month in the mountains, which was a big boost to this second item the book.
Without giving anything away here are a couple of notes about the book:
1) I am looking at the title -
63 Million,
Big Trouble under the Big Sky
2) The main charachter is a Drug Rep, F. Jep Leavitt, yes he was born in Canada.
3) He works for Avion Pharmaceuticals (No such company) and ends up working under cover for the Montana Department of Justice and the Federal Government.
That is enough for now! Now comes perhaps the hardest part and that is tieing it all together - timewise, peoplewise and making sure there is enough interesting detail and story to keep it going beginning to end.
Today was just a gorgsous day at the lake. By the way Kimber bit a bear in the but yesterday, while Mark, Sari and their kids were here, today she routed out a rat in the boiathouse, downstairs. she's had quite a 24 hours.
Monday, August 22, 2011
Mom
Well, I certainly have not been on this blog much in the past few weeks. As any who are reading this now know mom passed away at 8:20 pm on Friday August 5th, that has been 16 days ago. Much has gone on since and all of this seems as though it has been a dream. The week following mom's passing we were busy with funeral arrangements etc, then the followup. There were a lot of family around, our personal family reunion occurred at the funeral as everyone who traveled here had to change schedules and the reunion which was to start over a week later did not happen due to the circumstances. I am not sure I have really come to accept mom's passing. So much has gone on since and it had been expected for some time so as I mentioned it seems as though it has been a dream I am not sure I have come to grips with it yet, her passing was a relief for her and a major change for dad and some change for the rest of us. Her life for the past several months, and to some degree even back to her stroke,was not the same. Even though her mind remained bright to the end, she had many difficulties. Energy, appetite, weight, warmth and her smile all had suffered as a result of the stroke, her heart failure and her age. The fall that occurred on Tuesday night the 2nd of August no doubt hastened her departure, but that departure was inevitable and would have come fairly soon, she did not eat and did not enjoy food, the Sunday before the fall she had been even colder than usual (it was about 80 in our house) and she froze after dinner, Jake got the blanket from our bed and she wrapped up in it, she didn't want to stay long and was worn out. She had bounced between looking a little better on a few days and looking worse on most, it seemed over the past month or so there had been a definite increase in the latter. It was hard to see mom that way, she had been so energetic in the past, so talkative, so involved with food at every turn of events, our family dinners, helping others, etc. All of this had changed and the change was disturbing to those of us that knew her and loved her.
Mom, I miss you, I love you. She was ready, she said she was not afraid, she worried about dad, she wanted everyone there and most were. She told us what she wanted at the funeral. Death is difficult at best, with mom it was no exception, but it was peaceful as well, her last few minutes with the exception of the ragged breathing seemed to be time in slow motion as her spirit prepared to exit her body. The last breaths were short but there were signs of recognition, recognition by mom of those mortally present, recognition of someone or someone's not mortally present. There was a gesture of "goodbye" as well as of "hello", we all felt it and we all witnessed it. Each of us will remember and interpret it as we saw it. This much I know, Mom knew what lay ahead, mom didn't want to leave us , but knew the plan and knew it was an essential part of it. Even though she had been told a few times in the past months it was coming, the reality of the experience obviously is much clearer than the anticipation. She is a strong and noble woman, a loving wife and mother, she is stubborn and speaks her mind, people knew how she felt, she claimed many friends and relatives (even ones who by divorce were no longer in the family - she still claimed them). This was one of her great abilities to see beyond the differences and to still lay claim to those she knew and had known. We can learn something from this, for if indeed we expect to live a Celestial life when this is over - all, regardless - will be what they are and that is family. Mom you always taught me even when you didn't know you were doing it. I love you Mom, and as you welcomed and nurtured me in this world I know you will be there to welcome and nurture me in the next.
Mom, I miss you, I love you. She was ready, she said she was not afraid, she worried about dad, she wanted everyone there and most were. She told us what she wanted at the funeral. Death is difficult at best, with mom it was no exception, but it was peaceful as well, her last few minutes with the exception of the ragged breathing seemed to be time in slow motion as her spirit prepared to exit her body. The last breaths were short but there were signs of recognition, recognition by mom of those mortally present, recognition of someone or someone's not mortally present. There was a gesture of "goodbye" as well as of "hello", we all felt it and we all witnessed it. Each of us will remember and interpret it as we saw it. This much I know, Mom knew what lay ahead, mom didn't want to leave us , but knew the plan and knew it was an essential part of it. Even though she had been told a few times in the past months it was coming, the reality of the experience obviously is much clearer than the anticipation. She is a strong and noble woman, a loving wife and mother, she is stubborn and speaks her mind, people knew how she felt, she claimed many friends and relatives (even ones who by divorce were no longer in the family - she still claimed them). This was one of her great abilities to see beyond the differences and to still lay claim to those she knew and had known. We can learn something from this, for if indeed we expect to live a Celestial life when this is over - all, regardless - will be what they are and that is family. Mom you always taught me even when you didn't know you were doing it. I love you Mom, and as you welcomed and nurtured me in this world I know you will be there to welcome and nurture me in the next.
Thursday, August 4, 2011
3 Ring or 4 Ring Circus
Today (Tuesday August 2, 2011) has been a little bit of a difficulty. While taking Kimmy walking up Cramer Creek on the way out she fell out of the truck window while I was going about 20 mph, she didn't jump she just leaned to far, it was hot and she was trying to get more wind. She limped around, but from that stand point seemed to be ok in a while, this pm while I had her take a nap when she woke up she wouldn't open her left eye and when I pry it open it is just a slit? I hope she just got stung again or some allergy from the grass or something. She is in bed now will see what it looks like tomorrow, she has been scratching at it. Next when I called Saundra on the way back to Missoula she had just fainted in the pediatrician's office - she felt faint and went out of the room where Kade was going to get circumcised and she fainted in the hall, the Dr. called the parmamedics who came and treated her checking everything over - the whole thing is similar to 20 years ago - she won't admit it but I think she has problems with her heart beating hard and fast and won't admit it. Next mom was not feeling well today she had several visitors and she looked worn out when I wen there and she said she didn't feel good at all. We'll see how that is tomorrow when she has fewer visitors. Next dad as I was leaving, called me back and said, "I have something I need you to know". He was very serious and I thought something else must be going on. He looked at me and said "Those guys didn't co0me until 25 minutes until 2 and they came from the wrong direction". It took me a second to realize he was talking about the garbage truck. I said "dad the letter just meant your route would start at 6:30 am". He said, "No it was to us, what is going on, and they came from the wrong way?" I am not making light of dad's fixation with the garbage, but it is a little odd that he worries so much about somethings. Oh I forgot, mom got meals on wheels squared around and they brought dad's today - yesterday he was mad because they didn't bring it - when mom cancelled one they thought she meant both, well today they brought his and he said "that was the worst meal I have ever seen." Again not making light of it, but first he is mad if it doesn't come and by the way it better not be late, he refers to it as his breakfast, then when it does come he always tells me how lousy it is. Three pretty serious things to dad at this time are garbage, meals on wheels and his sprinkler which he will not leave set on automatic and insists on going to the basement and pushing the button each sprinkling day.
I told my kids - just take me to the hills and prop me up by a tree, leave my gun, my carving tools (I may not use ether, come back for them later). I really at this stage don't want to live that long. Oh there is one more thing dad is serious as taxes about and that is driving. He says, "I am a better driver than most of the goofy people in this town and he is as serious as stink on a skunk.
Thursday (August 4, 2011) This post was interrupted by a call from dad - mom had fallen down the stairs I rushed over and got an ambulance - she is home but has not been out of bed since, not doing well, not able to eat etc. I will follow this with more information at a later date.
I told my kids - just take me to the hills and prop me up by a tree, leave my gun, my carving tools (I may not use ether, come back for them later). I really at this stage don't want to live that long. Oh there is one more thing dad is serious as taxes about and that is driving. He says, "I am a better driver than most of the goofy people in this town and he is as serious as stink on a skunk.
Thursday (August 4, 2011) This post was interrupted by a call from dad - mom had fallen down the stairs I rushed over and got an ambulance - she is home but has not been out of bed since, not doing well, not able to eat etc. I will follow this with more information at a later date.
Monday, August 1, 2011
Hot Doggers
Today I went to Costco to have my 6th Hot Dog since Saundra left for Portland. As I stood in line I realized that there is a real difference in experiences Hot Doggers and non experienced ones. Let me break it down for you.
First the experienced dogger knows exactly what he or she is after - the non experienced one stands gawking at the menu board for a niumber of minutes usually 20 feet or so from the counter (trained by signs in banks and doctors offices - for confidentiality - these people worry that they night overhear the person in front of them order their dog).
Second the experienced dogger has his or her money out $1.50 - none of this confusion at the counter as to the prices etc, like they are surprised.
Third the experienced dogger says to the counter person a hotdog, slaw and a fork, the inexperienced one says I'd like a hotdog and then they stand dumbfounded about the whole experience.
Fourth the experienced dogger - gets their dog, slaw, cup and fork and heads directly to the pop dispenser and fills their cup, grabs a handful of napkins - they take these immediately to a table and stake out their spot by leaving the pop, the fork, napkins and the slaw while they go load their dog.
Fifth the experienced dogger loads his dog in this order 1) onions - lots, relish, mustard and finally ketchup. The inexperienced one fiddles around and gets everything out of order - it takes them at least twice as long to load up. Any experienced dogger realizes that the order onion, relish, mustard and ketchup is the quickest and the most sensible order.
Sixth the experienced dogger sits down - uses one or more napkins to clean the table surface, opens the foil wrapping of his dog and then forks on the slaw. The inexperienced dogger fiddles with the foil, never wipes the surface and didn't have a fork so they use their fingers if they did get slaw (most of the time they overlook this key ingredient).
Seventh once all these steps are followed the experienced dogger settles in and takes his first bite savoring the dog as though it might be his last, the inexperienced dogger just starts eating.
Eighth the experienced dogger then looks around for friends or to see who is present in the food court, sips his soda and then resumes the consumption of the delicacy. The inexperienced one just eats and drinks and gets up and leaves like it was a necessary evil. The experienced dogger realizes each dog outing is a life changing experience and treats it reverently and with solemnity, knowing this is the very best $1,50 lunch (or dinner) around.
Finally the experienced dogger consumes less than 1/2 of his dog before he gets more soda (got to get your moneys worth) and then he sits and enjoys several sodas after the dog is finished. The inexperienced one may only drink one soda or two at the max and then heads out the door.
The most experienced doggers refill their soda even as they leave and browse Costco while enjoying the soda and then returns after the browsing or purchases to refill one for the road.
To be a real dooger one must have at least and I am serious, at least ten years experience in this process. In my case the whole experience began before Montana had any Costco's Spokane had one, back in 1989.
Trying to remember I have consumed Costco dogs in several Seattle locations, Portland, Tri Cities, Kalispell, Missoula, Bozeman, Spokane (both), Anchorage, Kona Hawaii, Salt Lake City, St. George, and several other locations I am sure - I truly am a hot dog connoisseur a real hot dogger in more ways than one - ha!
First the experienced dogger knows exactly what he or she is after - the non experienced one stands gawking at the menu board for a niumber of minutes usually 20 feet or so from the counter (trained by signs in banks and doctors offices - for confidentiality - these people worry that they night overhear the person in front of them order their dog).
Second the experienced dogger has his or her money out $1.50 - none of this confusion at the counter as to the prices etc, like they are surprised.
Third the experienced dogger says to the counter person a hotdog, slaw and a fork, the inexperienced one says I'd like a hotdog and then they stand dumbfounded about the whole experience.
Fourth the experienced dogger - gets their dog, slaw, cup and fork and heads directly to the pop dispenser and fills their cup, grabs a handful of napkins - they take these immediately to a table and stake out their spot by leaving the pop, the fork, napkins and the slaw while they go load their dog.
Fifth the experienced dogger loads his dog in this order 1) onions - lots, relish, mustard and finally ketchup. The inexperienced one fiddles around and gets everything out of order - it takes them at least twice as long to load up. Any experienced dogger realizes that the order onion, relish, mustard and ketchup is the quickest and the most sensible order.
Sixth the experienced dogger sits down - uses one or more napkins to clean the table surface, opens the foil wrapping of his dog and then forks on the slaw. The inexperienced dogger fiddles with the foil, never wipes the surface and didn't have a fork so they use their fingers if they did get slaw (most of the time they overlook this key ingredient).
Seventh once all these steps are followed the experienced dogger settles in and takes his first bite savoring the dog as though it might be his last, the inexperienced dogger just starts eating.
Eighth the experienced dogger then looks around for friends or to see who is present in the food court, sips his soda and then resumes the consumption of the delicacy. The inexperienced one just eats and drinks and gets up and leaves like it was a necessary evil. The experienced dogger realizes each dog outing is a life changing experience and treats it reverently and with solemnity, knowing this is the very best $1,50 lunch (or dinner) around.
Finally the experienced dogger consumes less than 1/2 of his dog before he gets more soda (got to get your moneys worth) and then he sits and enjoys several sodas after the dog is finished. The inexperienced one may only drink one soda or two at the max and then heads out the door.
The most experienced doggers refill their soda even as they leave and browse Costco while enjoying the soda and then returns after the browsing or purchases to refill one for the road.
To be a real dooger one must have at least and I am serious, at least ten years experience in this process. In my case the whole experience began before Montana had any Costco's Spokane had one, back in 1989.
Trying to remember I have consumed Costco dogs in several Seattle locations, Portland, Tri Cities, Kalispell, Missoula, Bozeman, Spokane (both), Anchorage, Kona Hawaii, Salt Lake City, St. George, and several other locations I am sure - I truly am a hot dog connoisseur a real hot dogger in more ways than one - ha!
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
The Circus is in Town and it is not Barnum and Bailey
Saundra has been gone since last Saturday to Portland with Tenell, Greg and our newest grandson Kade. Kimber and I have been walking, working on the border around the rock beds - cementing in a mow strip. Jake and I went 65 mile son the four wheelers on Monday up Jens, to Gold Creek Lakes - over the top of the game pass to upper Rock Creek (the Deerlodge Rock Creek - not the bigger one by Clinton) over the pass to Boulder Creek to Altoona Lake and then over the Boulder, Little Gold Creel Pass back to Gold Creek and finally to Jens. It was a rough ride, lots of huge rocks, both four wheelers got dents on the wheels and look like they have been through a war. Next time I am going to do a little gold panning. There are tons of mines all over that country.
Today Kimber and I went up 9 Mile and got some rocks for the yard, then went on a 1 1/2 hour walk in the main 9 mile valley, worked on the borders again.
Mom will no longer eat the Meals on Wheels and so I bought them Marie Calendar dinners, the RN suggested it, they haven't tried them yet, their freezer is full of things they will probably never use unless someone goes there and cooks it for them. They still buy things like Miracle Whip in the big containers when it is on sale? Thins spoil or out date before they can use them, but we keep trying to deal with it. Dad is still a little unhappy that the Garbage people wrote a letter that their route would be picked up Tuesday morning beginning at 6 am and they don't get there until the pm - he thinks they should be there at 6 am - oh well, that's one of the things he frets about - why I don't know. He wants the garbage put out and dealt with just right, he wants me to use the wheel barrow when I take it out and I tell him it is easier for me to carry the bag. I cut the grass out from under the gate so it would open and I am not sure he likes that (he told me he had just done it a while ago - I think his while is a few years just like the gas at the lake when Saundra and I got stuck in the lightening storm. I love them to death (probably a bad choice of words - I love them as the great parents they are) - but it is still a circus even at that.
Today Kimber and I went up 9 Mile and got some rocks for the yard, then went on a 1 1/2 hour walk in the main 9 mile valley, worked on the borders again.
Mom will no longer eat the Meals on Wheels and so I bought them Marie Calendar dinners, the RN suggested it, they haven't tried them yet, their freezer is full of things they will probably never use unless someone goes there and cooks it for them. They still buy things like Miracle Whip in the big containers when it is on sale? Thins spoil or out date before they can use them, but we keep trying to deal with it. Dad is still a little unhappy that the Garbage people wrote a letter that their route would be picked up Tuesday morning beginning at 6 am and they don't get there until the pm - he thinks they should be there at 6 am - oh well, that's one of the things he frets about - why I don't know. He wants the garbage put out and dealt with just right, he wants me to use the wheel barrow when I take it out and I tell him it is easier for me to carry the bag. I cut the grass out from under the gate so it would open and I am not sure he likes that (he told me he had just done it a while ago - I think his while is a few years just like the gas at the lake when Saundra and I got stuck in the lightening storm. I love them to death (probably a bad choice of words - I love them as the great parents they are) - but it is still a circus even at that.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Heaven on Earth
Well, it looks like baby Kade Elias Dietzman is about to enter the world. Tenell called this morning and after her appointment with the Doctor she called us, Saundra has a ticket to Portland for Saturday pm. A couple weeks after that I and puppy will head for Portland in the car and visit a while and then come home. We (Saundra, Bonnie and Ron) have a trip into scheduled to the Sperry Chalet in Glacier for mid August and then kids are coming home to go to the lake for end of the same week.
Saundra and I took puppy for a walk to the dog park on the river by the University (Jacobs Island) and then by mom and dads to see how they are doing, we (Saundra, Howard and Ladene are going to eat at mom and dads this evening. I got another summer hair cut and prepared my talk for Ronan this Sunday. I don't know where the time goes - every day fill s up with something. I hope to get some yard work completed while Saundra is gone and take puppy back in the mountains for the first time since her going to jail (the pound). The electronic collar seems to work we tried it out at the lake this past week, I'll see how it does in the trees etc.
I checked at Costco while we were there about work and they are in a hiring freeze so even if I wanted to go to work there - that is not going to happen. We do need to do something, 1st preference is to sell Lolo even for less than we have in it and salvage the lake. 2nd is the lake - it would be nice if we could establish the lake as our primary residence before and if we sell it but that would take renting our home or selling it and moving to the lake for 18 months or so, but that would sure cut the taxes - as is if we sell it - after realtors fees and taxes we will just pay off Lolo - would be much easier to wholesale Lolo even at a reduced price so we didn't have the tax burden - we have more equity in Lolo than we can sell it for and than we owe on it. The Lord will bless us - He always has and what is best will work out. Beautiful day in Missoula today - one of those days that makes you so happy to live in heaven on earth. (western Montana).
Saundra and I took puppy for a walk to the dog park on the river by the University (Jacobs Island) and then by mom and dads to see how they are doing, we (Saundra, Howard and Ladene are going to eat at mom and dads this evening. I got another summer hair cut and prepared my talk for Ronan this Sunday. I don't know where the time goes - every day fill s up with something. I hope to get some yard work completed while Saundra is gone and take puppy back in the mountains for the first time since her going to jail (the pound). The electronic collar seems to work we tried it out at the lake this past week, I'll see how it does in the trees etc.
I checked at Costco while we were there about work and they are in a hiring freeze so even if I wanted to go to work there - that is not going to happen. We do need to do something, 1st preference is to sell Lolo even for less than we have in it and salvage the lake. 2nd is the lake - it would be nice if we could establish the lake as our primary residence before and if we sell it but that would take renting our home or selling it and moving to the lake for 18 months or so, but that would sure cut the taxes - as is if we sell it - after realtors fees and taxes we will just pay off Lolo - would be much easier to wholesale Lolo even at a reduced price so we didn't have the tax burden - we have more equity in Lolo than we can sell it for and than we owe on it. The Lord will bless us - He always has and what is best will work out. Beautiful day in Missoula today - one of those days that makes you so happy to live in heaven on earth. (western Montana).
Monday, July 18, 2011
Time Flies On Wings of Lightening
Worked on the irrigation pump and the trim around the garage door on the boat house today. A couple trips to town for parts etc. Jake, Holly, Landen and Reed came and spent the afternoon with us - was nice - Jake and Sari helped me put the seal trim and seal around the door. We had a great supper - taco's - the hot sauce mom and I made was a lot cooler after I used a spoon and picked the habanero's out I had smashed up and put in, seeds and all, a couple of days ago. I ate quite bit of it the other day and couldn't taste for a few hours.
They left this evening and we are getting to keep Landen here for the night, we will be home tomorrow. I took a shower and lay on the hammock eating peanuts in the shell and drinking diet pop as I read a book. Kimber came and began begging and She and I ate peanuts for quite a while before Saundra took her in. The next thing I know Saundra, Landen and Kimber came back from Sari's trailer and Landen proceeded to tell me Kimber had caught a mouse in the brush, up by Sari's and she had it in her mouth and them dropped it near Sari's trailer. It was about dead so they put it in the wood pile.
As I lay there in the hammock, my thoughts went back to the years past and this place. I remember we bought out first hammock not long after we made the lawn up the hill. We had it in one of the lower small lawns. I used to lay in it and watch the trees sway above me, that is what I had been doing tonight which brought back the past. I then began thinking of all the work we had done on the lawns, thinning and taking out trees, moving rocks, a couple of big ones took Saundra, the kids and I a whole day to move. I taught them about levers and used 3 or 4 poles along with a couple of bars to move the bigger of the rocks around. The biggest was about 3 1/2 by 3 1/2 by 4. It was heavy and we managed to move it from the middle of what became the upper lawn to the edge where it became part of the rock wall probably 15 feet away. it was a chore, but fun to show the kids how we could move that heavy thing. Then I thought about the day I cut three big trees down, each of which were leaning over the old trailer and when the wind blew it looked like they might fall on it. We pulled the trailer forward about 8 feet and fell all 3 trees. It was a full days work for all of us, Ike and Terese Landon, G & G Hughes and G & G Little, to clean up all the limbs and cut the trees into pieces small enough to move (to big for our current stove) they sat for several years stacked between and behind two trees above the road and then back up the hill, it was a good sized wood pile. Just a year ago Saundra and I worked on the pile until we cut all the pieces in two that were not rotten and either put them in the wood shed or burned them in the stove, the rotten ones we burned in the fire pit and down the hill on the road by the old cabin. The last of it was being cut and split the afternoon before Abby was run over, she chased a couple of deer that afternoon between the old trailer and Sari's, up over the hill above us as we worked. Then as I lay I thought of the old trail that came from our trailer to the lake and it crossed not far from where I now lay on the patio, through thick trees and down to the dock. I remember when I first started thinning trees by the lake - at first Saundra didn't like it - she loved that old trail (it was nice, green & peaceful). Then I thought of the first idea of a boat house to pull the boat up into and the further thinning and then removing the stumps and finally beginning to dig the basement and footing out by hand with shovels and a pick, slow work and little progress, finally helped with a borrowed backhoe from Stephen at the end of one of his jobs and then from a backhoe borrowed from Larry Palmer. Lot's of rocks and finally the solid ones which extend from the hill down under the ground, causing the final location of the boathouse/cabin to be where it currently sits. My mind wandered through the years with all the building, the scaffolding we had all around the building for a couple of years, adding the bathroom end one and the nail gun incident. The saw was sitting right where I lay and the scaffolding was up between there and the building, I remember trying to get dad's attention as he was sawing 2 x 6's for spacers for me and I finally dropped the tools down on the air hose and he looked up to see all the blood. I had to settle him down after I got off the roof and we gathered things up and headed for town. What the mind can remember as one lays and watches the trees swaying above. I wouldn't trade all those memories for anything. The kids helping haul water from the road with the trailer, a barrel, buckets and a a hose that we siphoned water out of the barrel to the lawn. Even further back - the day I cut the paddle lock off of the old gate about twenty feet from where I lay - once our offer had been accepted. "Time flies on wings of lightening" there is no stopping, slowing or changing it.
Tonight Sari talked to Bonnie, mom has not eaten for a couple of days and not gone to the bathroom for several days. Looks like it is a good thing we are going home tomorrow - who knows what is coming, sad enough, maybe relief enough, but difficult for all none the less. In this process as mom fades from mortality as her heart slows to a stand still. The process of birth into another life, one free of pain, sorrow, trials and difficulty. One where she will close her eyes here, to open them to her mom and dad, brothers and sisters, other relatives and friends. One where goodbye seems so hard for us all, such longing and seemingly endless as to time, yet so quick in the Eternal scheme of it all. One where she says hello to those who have proceeded through this veil of mortality to immortality. And all the while we have just watched another of our grandchildren come into this world just last month while another stands at the door waiting to see the likes of Portland. Who knows if these youngsters of ours conversed about their coming with one another and yet other unborn brothers, sisters, cousins, maybe even children of their own to be. How difficult might it have seemed as they said their goodbyes from one existence, the one of premortality to this one. Yet how exciting knowing that this step was so essential and so rewarding with a mortal body that they could learn to control and use, to move and to function with. So it is goodbye and hello, it is the way of mortality from Adam and Eve to the present and will be the way until this world completes its mortal existence and then also passes on to become a Celestial World filled with resurrected beings who have lived upon it and have earned a just reward to continue as families forever. So the goodbyes are just as essential as the hellos, if we but could see - I am sure they are just as exciting if maybe not more so.
Well, I have gotten into my inner feelings here, but I know that these things are true, that we didn't start here nor do we end here. My deepest longings are for the Eternal nature of the family, for the best of the relationships we could ever have had to be but the beginning of the glorious future. I also long to have a greater understanding of it all, the plan, the Atonement, the past and the future. The history of the world, and even more importantly the history of all creation, and the future of it all, to see it, to understand it, not as a mortal who could not understand it, but as a resurrected, glorious being capable of that understanding. To hold my Saundra, my children and their families, and future posterity in my arms with love and with the perfection of that affection which I already feel for them. To likewise be held by my parents and ancestors past, and above it all to be held and bonded with God the Father and His Only Begotten in the flesh and the Heavenly family from whom we all descend. All this makes any trials and difficulties we encounter here in this life seem of very little significance. So as it is "Time Marches On", but it is good to keep in mind that time is only relative as to mortality.
They left this evening and we are getting to keep Landen here for the night, we will be home tomorrow. I took a shower and lay on the hammock eating peanuts in the shell and drinking diet pop as I read a book. Kimber came and began begging and She and I ate peanuts for quite a while before Saundra took her in. The next thing I know Saundra, Landen and Kimber came back from Sari's trailer and Landen proceeded to tell me Kimber had caught a mouse in the brush, up by Sari's and she had it in her mouth and them dropped it near Sari's trailer. It was about dead so they put it in the wood pile.
As I lay there in the hammock, my thoughts went back to the years past and this place. I remember we bought out first hammock not long after we made the lawn up the hill. We had it in one of the lower small lawns. I used to lay in it and watch the trees sway above me, that is what I had been doing tonight which brought back the past. I then began thinking of all the work we had done on the lawns, thinning and taking out trees, moving rocks, a couple of big ones took Saundra, the kids and I a whole day to move. I taught them about levers and used 3 or 4 poles along with a couple of bars to move the bigger of the rocks around. The biggest was about 3 1/2 by 3 1/2 by 4. It was heavy and we managed to move it from the middle of what became the upper lawn to the edge where it became part of the rock wall probably 15 feet away. it was a chore, but fun to show the kids how we could move that heavy thing. Then I thought about the day I cut three big trees down, each of which were leaning over the old trailer and when the wind blew it looked like they might fall on it. We pulled the trailer forward about 8 feet and fell all 3 trees. It was a full days work for all of us, Ike and Terese Landon, G & G Hughes and G & G Little, to clean up all the limbs and cut the trees into pieces small enough to move (to big for our current stove) they sat for several years stacked between and behind two trees above the road and then back up the hill, it was a good sized wood pile. Just a year ago Saundra and I worked on the pile until we cut all the pieces in two that were not rotten and either put them in the wood shed or burned them in the stove, the rotten ones we burned in the fire pit and down the hill on the road by the old cabin. The last of it was being cut and split the afternoon before Abby was run over, she chased a couple of deer that afternoon between the old trailer and Sari's, up over the hill above us as we worked. Then as I lay I thought of the old trail that came from our trailer to the lake and it crossed not far from where I now lay on the patio, through thick trees and down to the dock. I remember when I first started thinning trees by the lake - at first Saundra didn't like it - she loved that old trail (it was nice, green & peaceful). Then I thought of the first idea of a boat house to pull the boat up into and the further thinning and then removing the stumps and finally beginning to dig the basement and footing out by hand with shovels and a pick, slow work and little progress, finally helped with a borrowed backhoe from Stephen at the end of one of his jobs and then from a backhoe borrowed from Larry Palmer. Lot's of rocks and finally the solid ones which extend from the hill down under the ground, causing the final location of the boathouse/cabin to be where it currently sits. My mind wandered through the years with all the building, the scaffolding we had all around the building for a couple of years, adding the bathroom end one and the nail gun incident. The saw was sitting right where I lay and the scaffolding was up between there and the building, I remember trying to get dad's attention as he was sawing 2 x 6's for spacers for me and I finally dropped the tools down on the air hose and he looked up to see all the blood. I had to settle him down after I got off the roof and we gathered things up and headed for town. What the mind can remember as one lays and watches the trees swaying above. I wouldn't trade all those memories for anything. The kids helping haul water from the road with the trailer, a barrel, buckets and a a hose that we siphoned water out of the barrel to the lawn. Even further back - the day I cut the paddle lock off of the old gate about twenty feet from where I lay - once our offer had been accepted. "Time flies on wings of lightening" there is no stopping, slowing or changing it.
Tonight Sari talked to Bonnie, mom has not eaten for a couple of days and not gone to the bathroom for several days. Looks like it is a good thing we are going home tomorrow - who knows what is coming, sad enough, maybe relief enough, but difficult for all none the less. In this process as mom fades from mortality as her heart slows to a stand still. The process of birth into another life, one free of pain, sorrow, trials and difficulty. One where she will close her eyes here, to open them to her mom and dad, brothers and sisters, other relatives and friends. One where goodbye seems so hard for us all, such longing and seemingly endless as to time, yet so quick in the Eternal scheme of it all. One where she says hello to those who have proceeded through this veil of mortality to immortality. And all the while we have just watched another of our grandchildren come into this world just last month while another stands at the door waiting to see the likes of Portland. Who knows if these youngsters of ours conversed about their coming with one another and yet other unborn brothers, sisters, cousins, maybe even children of their own to be. How difficult might it have seemed as they said their goodbyes from one existence, the one of premortality to this one. Yet how exciting knowing that this step was so essential and so rewarding with a mortal body that they could learn to control and use, to move and to function with. So it is goodbye and hello, it is the way of mortality from Adam and Eve to the present and will be the way until this world completes its mortal existence and then also passes on to become a Celestial World filled with resurrected beings who have lived upon it and have earned a just reward to continue as families forever. So the goodbyes are just as essential as the hellos, if we but could see - I am sure they are just as exciting if maybe not more so.
Well, I have gotten into my inner feelings here, but I know that these things are true, that we didn't start here nor do we end here. My deepest longings are for the Eternal nature of the family, for the best of the relationships we could ever have had to be but the beginning of the glorious future. I also long to have a greater understanding of it all, the plan, the Atonement, the past and the future. The history of the world, and even more importantly the history of all creation, and the future of it all, to see it, to understand it, not as a mortal who could not understand it, but as a resurrected, glorious being capable of that understanding. To hold my Saundra, my children and their families, and future posterity in my arms with love and with the perfection of that affection which I already feel for them. To likewise be held by my parents and ancestors past, and above it all to be held and bonded with God the Father and His Only Begotten in the flesh and the Heavenly family from whom we all descend. All this makes any trials and difficulties we encounter here in this life seem of very little significance. So as it is "Time Marches On", but it is good to keep in mind that time is only relative as to mortality.
Saturday, July 16, 2011
The Parable of the Camera, Mother Nature and Father Time
Well, I have been extremely lazy on this site so I guess I better get with it. We are up at the lake trying to get some things done, I am working on the boat door trying to retrim it out so we can finish the rock work on that end of the cabin. I finally got all the wood portion back up to snuff, Monday maybe I can finish the metal portion and we can start doing some of the rock work.
Just a few updates - took two grandchildren to Chico Hot Springs north of Gardner and then through Yellowstone, would have had some pictures but my estimate of the world as a whole decreased just a little when Saundra left her camera sitting on a shelf in the Yellowstone restroom for about 45 minutes and we went back to get it and someone had taken it, the ranger station next door said no one had turned in a found camera, nor had the store. This was at a little camping area on Yellowstone Lake, so I figure no more than 20 women went into the restroom and no more than 1/2 used the same stall, at least half of them would not have seen the camera on the window sill and that boils it down to 5, at least 1/2 of them would have been honest and either left it realizing someone would come looking or would have turned it into the lost and found. One of the remaining 2 1/2 women would have been 10 or under and would have showed mom and dad the camera so now we are down to 2 1/2 dishonest women and possibly one dishonest man. It the women and the man did not wash their hands like 90% of the men don't (hard to believe, but my own little study of noticing says that a good share of them finish their duty and had for the door), then we don't want the camera back again unless it is sanitized. Oh well! The grandsons who were with us were Issac (nearly 12 - Jared and Rebekah's) and Luke (1 and 1/2 Mark and Hailey's), Mark and Hailey went with us as well, we had a grewat time in spite of the camera ordeal.
We also went to Lewis and Clark caverns and enjoyed them as well. As is tradition Issac got to drive on a side road. A week and a half before that we were in Bozeman with Mark, Hailey and Luke and Mark and I went to Holter Lake and caught some walleye.
Another thought, while at Chico, we were unable to swim for a while because of lightening in the area, while we were waiting, a cowboy, in his tight wranglers, a large Stetson and his handle bar mustache controlled our actions - I decided Obama missed his chance for another noncabinet, nonapproved, high paid federal CZAR to control our lives - the COWBOY LIGHTENING CZAR. The only draw back to this appointment is that I am not sure this guy was a tax cheat or had broken several other federal laws to qualify for his appointment.
Got called into the Bishop's office this week and were called on a full time mission, I am not sure the Bishop (our new one) was aware of our family situation. Like other's it would take us a little time to get our affairs in order and that is possible (Saundra and I would like to and will serve), but the family situation with parents is such that we feel that is our current mission and we will complete that one first. We do not feel in the least bit controlled or restricted by the opportunity and blessing to have our parents with us here and for as long as we have. The only unfortunate thing about it is that time marches on whether anyone is ready or not and as a result age begins to catchup to us all. Glad for the blessing we have. Let Father Time march on and Mother Nature take her course, for that is a necessary part of life - we are grateful to participate in mortality.
Since beginning this new blog I have had almost no comments - so if anyone is there - say hi!
Just a few updates - took two grandchildren to Chico Hot Springs north of Gardner and then through Yellowstone, would have had some pictures but my estimate of the world as a whole decreased just a little when Saundra left her camera sitting on a shelf in the Yellowstone restroom for about 45 minutes and we went back to get it and someone had taken it, the ranger station next door said no one had turned in a found camera, nor had the store. This was at a little camping area on Yellowstone Lake, so I figure no more than 20 women went into the restroom and no more than 1/2 used the same stall, at least half of them would not have seen the camera on the window sill and that boils it down to 5, at least 1/2 of them would have been honest and either left it realizing someone would come looking or would have turned it into the lost and found. One of the remaining 2 1/2 women would have been 10 or under and would have showed mom and dad the camera so now we are down to 2 1/2 dishonest women and possibly one dishonest man. It the women and the man did not wash their hands like 90% of the men don't (hard to believe, but my own little study of noticing says that a good share of them finish their duty and had for the door), then we don't want the camera back again unless it is sanitized. Oh well! The grandsons who were with us were Issac (nearly 12 - Jared and Rebekah's) and Luke (1 and 1/2 Mark and Hailey's), Mark and Hailey went with us as well, we had a grewat time in spite of the camera ordeal.
We also went to Lewis and Clark caverns and enjoyed them as well. As is tradition Issac got to drive on a side road. A week and a half before that we were in Bozeman with Mark, Hailey and Luke and Mark and I went to Holter Lake and caught some walleye.
Another thought, while at Chico, we were unable to swim for a while because of lightening in the area, while we were waiting, a cowboy, in his tight wranglers, a large Stetson and his handle bar mustache controlled our actions - I decided Obama missed his chance for another noncabinet, nonapproved, high paid federal CZAR to control our lives - the COWBOY LIGHTENING CZAR. The only draw back to this appointment is that I am not sure this guy was a tax cheat or had broken several other federal laws to qualify for his appointment.
Got called into the Bishop's office this week and were called on a full time mission, I am not sure the Bishop (our new one) was aware of our family situation. Like other's it would take us a little time to get our affairs in order and that is possible (Saundra and I would like to and will serve), but the family situation with parents is such that we feel that is our current mission and we will complete that one first. We do not feel in the least bit controlled or restricted by the opportunity and blessing to have our parents with us here and for as long as we have. The only unfortunate thing about it is that time marches on whether anyone is ready or not and as a result age begins to catchup to us all. Glad for the blessing we have. Let Father Time march on and Mother Nature take her course, for that is a necessary part of life - we are grateful to participate in mortality.
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Monday, July 4, 2011
Boulder Creek
One of the Two Most Beautiful Sites in Montana (read blog for other)
4th of July, Jared and family came up Sari and her family here had a good time good meal, gonna go watch the fireworks on the bridge in Polson. Beautiful Day near the 49th Parallel at Latitude: 47-53'15'' N
Longitude: 114-07'03'' W.
Mountain Memories:
Longitude: 114-07'03'' W.
Mountain Memories:
Day 27 Thursday May19th
Today I took a fairly easy walk and then stopped and talked to a forest service guy and a PAH along the road where I came off the hill. Interesting conversation about things going on in P burg ranger district and what the government wants to do. The forest service is considering any USFS land to be theirs like they are a corporation, they are beginning to no longer look at the forest as “Public land” but their land which they are trying to set up some guidelines that are going to be very hard to live with. The forest service guy said it is crazy what some of these people want to do and it is coming from the top down. He says they used to put out pubilc notice for things and they are going to do away with some of that and just do it. He said it is getting hard for an outdoorsman to work for them, because he can see the garbage that is going on. He hopes Obama will be out along with his cronies and that we can get some people in their who realize how much of the west is public land, belonging to the people not to the government. I found some rusted metal strips (100’s of them) near an old mine (Brooklyn) I found them on a side hill yesterday today I went back and got some for bird house roofs. Don’t know what they were for? Real thin and some 4” x 10”, some 6” X 12 OR 14”, some 4” X 16”. Many deteriorated beyond use, but as I dug down there were many good ones as well. I am getting a stack of things to take home, antlers, some juniper, some diamond willow, some metal, a rock from my camp site, good thing I had extra room on the trailer when I came. Plan to take a bath before I go to bed, I have counted my clothes and figure I can make it without washing them. The weather today was pretty good a little cool, but not too bad. It is forecast to rain the next few days I hope it isn’t when I pack up it will just make things harder. I am running a little low on some items, but I did pretty well on my planning. Read Mosiah 3-6 tonight, and some in my novel. I am going to go and write on my own book and then bath and head for bed.
Day 28 Friday May 20th
Rain all night and then during the day, I thought about just building up the fire and staying warm, when it rained for 2 days Sunday and Monday a couple of weeks ago all I did was sit and try to stay warm. I decided I can’t do that today I only have few days left so I put in my rain gear and went for a walk, 1 ½ hours up below logging road on Royal Basin found one quite old antler, But I can use parts of it so I was happy. I came back to camp and decided I was already wet and may as well keep at it so I went back to a side hill that is steeper than a cow’s face, I was sure it had been walked but I had looked at it from the day I got here and was determined before I left to walk it so I did , it was steep and nothing 1 ½ hours up above into the rocks and almost over the mountain.. As I was up there I saw the Professional Antler Hunter from P-burg go by in his truck, he had found a nice five point just below where I had been walking yesterday and was still looking for the 7 point he had found the first half to a month ago., so when I come off the hill I drive Betsy up to where he was headed and see where he is parked. I had spent two days on that side hill and I thought well he isn’t going to find the 7 pointer there, then I walked a little below the road 1 hour on the way back. I found an old steel wheel (about 2 ½ ‘ in diameter), off a tractor or machine they had used to either log or mine with, I thought that would be cool at home or at the lake and I climbed down thinking I would pack it out of there. Hum, the dang thing was so heavy I could hardly stand it up let alone carry it out of there, as I was looking around I also found the hub, about 8” in diameter even it was to heavy to want to pack it out. I got back total 4 hours walking and was wet and cold. I started a fire and began drying myself and things out, 3 ½ hours later it is still not all dry, I was wet from head to toe even with rain gear one, I think some of it was from the inside out. I hear a truck coming so I dress and go out and it is my PAH from P-burg. He pulls into my camp and I go out, I say did you find it? He motions me over and he has 6 nice antlers in his truck one huge 6 point. I had just walked that last week, I walked below a skid road and he told me he walked above. I couldn’t believe it there was not that much room to some cliffs above and I inquired, He says that was the secret the things were right against the cliffs, he also found a few deer antlers and bundled them together and hd them he couldn’t carry everything. I talk to him more and gain more and more respect, he is a logger and in the spring collects antlers, he has done it for many years 40 or so. Raining hard out there right now, come one clear up! Anyway back to my friend I find His name is Bob LaTray, he has a garage full and a warehouse in Anaconda full and those are just the big ones, he sells all the 5 point and smaller, even 6 point unless big, I find out he finds 500-600 antlers a year and then buys more and sells them back east for chandeliers makers and other craftsman, he gives me his card “Antler Seekers” there is picture of a pickup full of antlers and his name. He has two gold claims, he owns a section of land just north of Yellowstone by Gardner and he leases it to an outfitter who rides it every day in the spring on horseback and gives all the antlers to Bob as part of the lease – he adds another 300 or so a season. Suddenly my 11 antlers seem a pittance in comparison. He tells me it gets in your blood, well it already is in mine, I think I had found about 30 deer antlers at the most in one year, old and new. I have found only 5 or 6 elk antlers other than pieces and some on skulls until this year. Now I have found 11 and I want to get back out there, It is raining right now 9:12 pm but tomorrow is my last walking day, I will stay Sunday and then Monday plan to leave. Monday is the 31st day, I miss my honey, if the weather was nice I would feel some disappointment, I wish I would have realized where I should be walking sooner, I have covered a lot of country where there were no antlers, Bob never goes home with noe, he travels to given places throughout the western part of the state looking, his average day is 4-7 antlers mostly new ones, he knows all the ranchers and people where he walks and walks on private and public land. I got a couple of ideas from him as to where I want to try. He put 2 kids through college on antlers alone, plus bought land etc, antlers 15 years ago were worth a lot, the Chinese were buying all you could find no matter what the condition as an aphrodisiac, I guess that has slowed down some must not have worked like they thought it should. That and bear spleens, I guess they were worth enough guys were shooting bears taking their spleen and leaving the rest – sad. I wouldn’t know a bear spleen if I saw one on the street. I shot a bear while this was a big deal and left the spleen and the rest of the smelly guts where they were, like I said I wouldn’t know one if I saw it. Guess I could have figured it out, but whew smelly and … oh well Bruno is up at the cabin on the wall, no spleen there however. This has been a once in a lifetime experience,I think about it, by the time I am done typing I am ready for bed since I let the fire go out to save wood for a day like today when I can’t go out and get dry stuff. I lay down at night after my prayers, completely relaxed, usually read a novel for a while and then I am get tired put it, my glasses and my headlamp to the side and go to sleep. I have sometime awakened at night to a noise, often the wind, rain, snow, or mice and sometimes some other animal. I usually go right back to sleep, in the morning, I lay again thinking about home, about the day and finally get up, a little stiff but not bad, my legs and back have really not hurt a lot more here than at home. Some days like today my knee actually feels better, even with the rain and the cool weather. Bob says they old irrigation ditch, actually a canal for the mines that runs by P-burg and through Maxville is an excellent place to dig up a bucket of two of dirt to pan, the canal is dry, he says it is excellent, I would like to try some places around here, but right now I have antlers on my mind. I am where they winter, not a;; but there must be a bunch of bulls around because I know of 35-40 antlers from this drainage in not so bug of an area. I walked out of the drainage to no avail, I also walked to high in spots and up to many canyons etc, but I sure saw some wonderful contry and got some good exercise. I thought about it one day as I climbed a fairly steep ridge, up and up and I hardly slowed down, uphill has been better on my knees, side hill which I have doen a lot of and downhill which occurs every time you go uphill hurts them the most. Wind wise I have felt pretty good, another month and I might just beat Tenell and Holly, huh! Especially if I didn’t get any more food, I would really have to ration, but I do have left more than I thought I would. If I were to do it again, I would bring more juice, and a few more dried fruits and more talking rain, that is probably all. Oh maybe more sunflower seeds, and more peanuts roasted and salted in the shell., well it is still raining and I want to work on my book for a while so I guess I better quit. Rain is picking up, heavy big drops, couple weeks ago it would have been snow.
Day 29 Saturday May 21st
Not raining this morning so I got anxious to get out walking, went up Royal Basin again and walked up and around the end of mountain so I could see to Hall, back toward P-burg and over across to Henderson Mountain and Black Pine Mountain, beautiful area some parks, lots of rock outcropping and pretty fair timber around some big firs like this country has and lots of lodgepole. Great walk no antlers but well worth the trip. Later this afternoon I went up Wyman and got 30 or so more diamond willow, some of it so so but some of it pretty good. If the creek wasn’t so high I could have gotten to more, but the water is running everywhere. Loaded the 4 wheeler, the willow, a rock, the metal, the juniper logs and an starting to get ready to go home, pretty sad, except I miss Saundra and puppy, everyone else as well. Hard to believe I have lived a month of my life in the canyon, in this tent, have walked nearly every day but Sunday missed one because of extreme rain and snow. I will be interested in my weight when I get home. My pants are bigger, but that maybe cause when you wear them for two weeks they stretch, I change underwear and socks and shirts regularly, but my pants get so dirty walking through the brush and on the side hills, in the rocks etc, that they look worn 2 weeks on the first day. Tonight while I was loading the trailer, the three deer who have spent the whole time in my camp, tried to go in the tent, I talk to them every evening and they just look at me, they act like I am not here. They hear other noises and turn and look and walk a ways, but they don’t leave when I talk or move around, they are used to me. It’s a doe and two year old fawns. They are funny, they will walk right through the edges of my camp and then go the other way, they leave before dark, but I don’t think there has been an evening they haven’t been here. As much as I like them there really isn’t enough room for me, mice and three deer in the tent so I told them they had to sleep somewhere else, one must have been upset cause she tipped over my wood block I wash up on. They tried to drink out of my water bucket, I just filled so I can take a bath. Well, I will be short tonight and write again tomorrow, so I can write on my book.
The 2nd most beautiful site in Montana is Butte, Mt in your rear view mirror.
Sunday, July 3, 2011
Holes in the Ground
Sunday and Sunny (What Flathead Lake Is)
Today we attended church in Polson, during Priesthood Meeting President Jensen and others asked the same quesiton they always do, "When are you moving up here?" I told them our place was for sale and they were shocked. President Jensen said he never thought that would happen. This afternoon as we were sitting outside Mac Swan came over and talked to us and the 2nd showing of the place the people thought it was to small for them and if they built a house they would have 1.3 - 1.5 million in it and he said that get's into a real competitive field. I don't know if he was hinting at the fact maybe we should lower the price more - I really don't like that idea - there would be no room for negotiation and we are not giving the place away - that was only the 2nd walk through anyway and we will see what happens. Mark came up to be with his family it was good to have him up here he doesn't get a chance very often. Jared and his family are supposed to be coming tomorrow and I think we will go home after the fireworks tomorrow evening. We are taking Issac, Mark, Hailey and Luke to Chico Hot Springs in the Paradise valley and then down through Yellowstone Wed and Thursday. Tenell is still on schedule and doing well so who knows how soon Saundra will be heading for Portland and I will follow later to pick her up.
More Mountain Adventure:
More Mountain Adventure:
Day 25 Tuesday May 17th
Today was a good day. I walked the lower end of Royal Basin, no antlers, but I had to walk it just to make sure. Interesting country, lots of mines, most caved in, even found a claim notice, I took it out of the rusty can and it was all crumbly, I could read the name John Miller, couldn’t read the date, I read 300’ something and that was it. I carefully replaced it, may be the man is no longer around, the mine hadn’t been worked for a long time and it was partially caved in, a great place for bears to hibernate. Lots of ticks on this walk over 20 on my shirts alone, not counting what I had taken off along the way, even one on my hat. I should be collecting them all for VaRonica and I’s Rocky Mountain Tick Foundation. None of these would have made real good mounts however, they were all pretty small. When they get big is when they are full of someone’s blood, speaking of which the skeeters are huge and very slow you can whap them pretty easy if you watch. More ticks, more other bugs, more flowers, I think the Flint Creek Range thinks it is finally a little spring. Suppose to be rain in the next several days we shall see, hope if it does things dry put before I pack up. Rolled a nice representative rock up to the back of the trailer (actually drug it on the scoop shovel, need to bring home for the yard as a representative of where I have lived this past month. A mouse kept bugging me last night I had to keep telling him to quit horsing around so I could sleep, he was in my news papers, and by my shoes, 6 feet or so from my head, he finally took me serious and was quieter. Lots of grouse today, the Franklin or Ruff strut around with their tail feathers spread out, but the darn blues take off and scare the piddle out of ya, they sound like a 747 taking off and you generally never see them till they are in flight. Found some more diamond willow, need to take my chainsaw and get more and the piece of juniper that is laying above the road where I walked yesterday. If not this time I can always come back. I think tomorrow I will rewalk a park I walked a couple of weeks ago, I know there was nothing in the park itself, but I am real curious about some of the edges and across a canyon, it is not open, but the elk have to have moved in and out of there, it is where the PAH’s found some this years antlers when I first got here. I am definitely running out of any openings to walk as I have walked a lot of places, now it is almost all in the trees and brush and there are a lot fewer antlers there, but sometimes there are so a walking I will go. Writing on this first so I still have to write on my book before bed, didn’t do much with it yesterday my battery was just about done in. So ta ta for now.
Day 26 Wednesday May18th
Same schedule as most days only today I walked in the same location I did a couple weeks ago, last time I walked there, there was quite a biut of snow, none now. I didn’t walk right out to the open side hill but rather climbed a steep ridge to the south of it, then I crossed over at the head of where two good sized canyons come together and walked between the open side hill and the main canyon, I cove4d a lot of ground and saw a lot of beautiful country and found 0 antlers, so again I say they main purpose is my walk and not the antlers – they are just icing when I find them. I walked over 3 hours and it was a good strenuous walk, it was good until on the way down my feet hurt and my right knee, I shoulde take something before these walks, maybe it would help. I came back to camp and go the chain saw and went to a place where I had found a nice juniper tree that had been dead a long time and was laying up across some other downfalls so it wasn’t rotten, I got two good pieces from it about 7 feet total and then found another smaller juniper that was also very dry and got 2 more pieces totaling about 7 feet. I had been eyeing some diamond willow in the bottom of Wyman Creek and I got a few pieces of it as well. Then I got a bucket of water from Boulder Creek to wash up with and then rode up past Princeton to the old Brooklyn Mine, tried to get up Royal Gold Creek, to muych snow, came back found some rusted metal pieces about 18” by 4” a whole bunch of them would make excellent roofing for bird houses (I didn’t have anything to carry them in so I left them, I need to go back and get them sometime) hen I tried to go up Little Gold Crek and got quite a ways up it and beyond where I should have, I got stuck in deep snow, high centered and the wheels just spun. Wouldn’t you know it I had taken the shovel off of the rack in back where I had carried it since I got here, I kicked the snow out from the front of the 4 wheeler and hooked the winch to a tree across the road and whoopee with a little pull and the machine in 4 wheel drive I got it sideways in the road and then worked it around, good thing to it was pretty late and I was about 5 miles above Princeton, where a couple people live year round and the rest come in the summer. Got back to camp, ate, read now to Mosiah 3. Now typing in a warm (actually hot tent, I built the fire up to high – it’s feast or famine. It snowed a little today, rained a little, but overall not a bad day. Going to go write on my book. It is 8:49 pm.
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