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Chipmunk ~ Vista Point

I took a last minute drive up to Red Lodge last Saturday.
It was perfect!

I popped up to Vista Point. I can’t believe I’ve never been up there. I grew
up just down the road.

A cute little two foot nothing boy with wind blowing his ever so shiny blonde locks
and holes in his knees (the way a boy’s jeans should be) walked right up to me
wielding a half a peanut. He said, “I na na feed a chitmunk!”
I sort of followed him around, trying not to be creepy, waiting for his big moment.

Chipmunks at Vista Point are fearless. There was a fat one, a skinny
one, and one missing half a tail. The fat one was a little scary. He tried to eat my camera.
The boy’s moment came and went and the fat chipmunk got fatter and the skinny
chipmunk got skinnier. Just kidding. The fat one was decently nice and shared. Heehee!

Then I popped down and started hiking up Lake Fork Creek. The water was fa-reezing!
And it was so nice! I’m currently in the planning stages of an over-niter at September
Morn Lake. Per the advice of a pair of 80 year old men I met on Sunday walking on the rims.
I was warned that Sundance Pass will still be heavily snowed in in the weeks to follow.
The story of those two coming soon!

I love my little day trips.


Crossfit ~ I puked.

I moved home (to Montana) back in November and decided to get by butt in shape. I ended up at
Yellowstone Crossfit by chance.

My Dad was driving us around town and I told him I wanted to join crossfit asap. Being helpful, he said, “Oh ya!
A buddy of mine owns it. I’ll take you there.” We dropped in and it was the ‘wrong’ crossfit. Apparently there
is more than one in the big city of Billings. I’m happy for the wrong turn though. There was a lovely group of people
there working out hard on a holiday and everyone was so happy.
I wanted a piece.
I called the next day and went down for my first workout.
I puked. And it was awesome.
I wanted more.

I made two goals when I started. To do pull ups. Check! And to look good naked. Tsshhh! Duh!

It has been a saving grace for me.
The people are what make any place what it is. And this place truly is special.
Thank you Dad for accidentally taking me there.

All human nature vigorously resists grace because grace changes us and the change is painful.
~Flannery O’Connor


Mystic Lake

Mystic Lake is just a gorgeous as I remember. A little low on water, but nonetheless, fulfilled
what I needed.  I needed the drive, getting lost and asking for directions, freezing my butt off, holding my camera close, feeling thirsty, wearing my felted cowboy hat, getting a beer at a dive bar and trying my best to humor the horrible jokes coming from behind the bar. I needed every little drop of it. Much better!

Ready for the next adventure.

I need some Montana maps.


Spring storm!

I love spring storms. I always have. The lightening. The thunder. The hail that lasts 30 seconds.

It made me dust off my camera. And for that, I’m thankful.