Wednesday, September 16th, we went into Phoenix and spent the night. Thursday we flew back to Indiana to visit family and friends. My sister Debbie was kind enough to come to the airport and pick us up. We ended up spending the night at home and got to visit with Jim & Tasha. Over the next few days we had the opportunity to visit Cindy’s father and brothers, David & Andrea Rowe (with soon to be a "little David"). Debbie had us over Sunday evening for pizza and all of my brothers and sisters came over to visit with us. For those of you who have moved away from family and friends, there is nothing quite as nice as being able to see all of them again. Monday we went to Sunset Funeral Home and had the chance to visit with the people I have worked with over the past few years. Jim and Nancy went out to eat with us on Tuesday, then back to Carmel to spend the night with Cindy’s father.
The whole purpose of flying back was to pick up our car, drive it back to Arizona so we would have it to visit various places out here. Sometime while at home I must have picked up a bug because I got sick on Tuesday night. Nothing worse than having 2000 miles to drive and having a case of stomach cramps to do it with. Thankfully we were driving the car and not towing the camper so Cindy got the chance to do a lot of the driving while I lay over in the passenger seat holding my gut. We stopped by David’s house and got a chance to spend a couple of days with him before heading back to Arizona. Our goal was to drive to David’s then head over to Denver and visit with Randy and family, but felt it wise not to take whatever it was I had and share it with them. My apologies to them for not making it this trip, but I’m sure they were healthier for it.
We decided to take the southern route back and went down to Oklahoma City and came across I-40 to I-25 then south to I-10. We figured while we were that close to Tombstone, AZ we might take in the town. For those of you who are wondering what is in Tombstone, Arizona, there is a lot of history there. Wyatt Earp, Boot Hill, The Birdcage Theater, Doc Holiday, The O.K Corral, etc, the only thing we did not like about it, you had to pay $5-10 to see any of it. With the exception of Boot Hill, most everything in the town cost (what a rip). We can add it to the list of “been there, done it”, but would I recommend it or go back NO WAY!
The past couple of weeks we have pretty much just been hanging around and writing down things we want to see in the area. I will tell you that we did visit one of the local attractions. It is called “Desert Sweet Shrimp” farm. Now I know what you all are thinking, no way is there shrimp in the desert, (exactly what we thought). Well without boring you with all the details basically they have these large ponds, add salt to the water, add the shrimp, which have just hatched, and wait for the hot dry desert temps to grow the shrimp. They claim that the shrimp is sweeter than you get out of the ocean, no antioxidants, no chemicals, and therefore are healthier for you. We haven’t tried them yet but the first week of November they put on a “shrimp fest” in town, so we figured we would give it a shot. If your interested in learning more and would like to order some they have a web address. Just type in Desert Sweet Shrimp and look for the link to the one located in Gila Bend Arizona. As of the writing I will say that we are adjusting to the heat, learning about the desert, and so far, NO RATTLESNAKES or SCORPIONS!!
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Out of the freezer, into the fire!
Saturday, September 12th, we headed for some sunshine and warm weather. The drive through Idaho was a nice drive, the drive through northern Utah, not so interesting. Actually the southern part of Utah was a very nice drive. One of the things we enjoy most about Utah is the “red rock’ formations. Instead of taking the Interstate all the way to Vegas and cut over ,we decided to take some state highways. On a positive note, taking these types of roads usually takes more time (which we have) and you get the opportunity to visit small towns dotted along them. On the negative side, when the roads were built I believe no one considered the fact of towing RV’s on them. I will admit after the first several miles I was asking myself if maybe the Interstate would have been a wiser choice. The first night we stayed at one of the famous WalMart Resorts. The next day took us into Arizona ( by far a totally different look than the mountains of Montana). We arrived in the Phoenix area later that day and decided to stop for the night, as we figured there were a few things we needed to pick up before our arrival at Augie’s Quail Trail RV Park.
Now for those of you who have done camping in your past years one pretty much knows what to expect when arriving at your destination. Since Cindy and I have never done any “desert camping” we were not quite sure what to expect. We both knew that it was going to be a total reverse of camping in Montana on the water. Lonesomehurst taught us things like looking over our shoulders for bears, making sure our food was not left out for “Yogi” , catching very nice size fish, knowing that on June 12th you can wake up and find 2 inches of snow on the ground, spotting Eagles, without much of an effort, as they fly over, those types of things we have learned to handle over the past 5 months. The last week we were at Lonesomehurst our water line froze, temps down to 26 degrees. Upon our arrival in the Phoenix area our thermometer showed around 105 degrees, ( yes I typed it right).
In leaving we would like to share with you something we have never experienced in all of our years camping. The first night at Augie’s we turned on the water heater to take showers. Cindy went first and when she finished she informed me that she did not need to use the hot water. I thought yeah right, well what she said was true. Never in my years of camping have I ever ( and I mean ever) been able to take a cold water only shower and enjoy the warmth of the “cold” water. But then again I guess when the temps outside hit 105+ degrees, and heats up the sand, I can understand why “cold water” in Arizona, actually is “warm enough for a shower”.
Now for those of you who have done camping in your past years one pretty much knows what to expect when arriving at your destination. Since Cindy and I have never done any “desert camping” we were not quite sure what to expect. We both knew that it was going to be a total reverse of camping in Montana on the water. Lonesomehurst taught us things like looking over our shoulders for bears, making sure our food was not left out for “Yogi” , catching very nice size fish, knowing that on June 12th you can wake up and find 2 inches of snow on the ground, spotting Eagles, without much of an effort, as they fly over, those types of things we have learned to handle over the past 5 months. The last week we were at Lonesomehurst our water line froze, temps down to 26 degrees. Upon our arrival in the Phoenix area our thermometer showed around 105 degrees, ( yes I typed it right).
In leaving we would like to share with you something we have never experienced in all of our years camping. The first night at Augie’s we turned on the water heater to take showers. Cindy went first and when she finished she informed me that she did not need to use the hot water. I thought yeah right, well what she said was true. Never in my years of camping have I ever ( and I mean ever) been able to take a cold water only shower and enjoy the warmth of the “cold” water. But then again I guess when the temps outside hit 105+ degrees, and heats up the sand, I can understand why “cold water” in Arizona, actually is “warm enough for a shower”.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Reflecting Back (double click pics for full size)
Well today is Thursday, September 10 and I’m sitting here warming up. The temp is around 45, better than yesterday’s 26 degrees when our water hose froze. Today we start packing things up to prepare for our trip to Arizona. I went fishing yesterday evening with Ed and caught 2 real nice rainbows, 18 inches, 2+ lbs. The summer sure has flown past here. It seems like it was only a few weeks ago Cindy and I pulled into Bakers Hole campground to start out the summer.
I reflect back over the past 5 months and realize how blessed we have been. We have experienced so many things over the summer. I think of the first time pulling into Bakers Hole and reading the sign “Grizzly Bears Frequent This Area, Store Food And Coolers In Your Vehicle”, we looked at each other and I’m sure the thoughts were the same “what have we’ve gotten into”. I remember waking up to 6 inches of snow on the ground in May, and telling Jimi about it. His reply was “ I thought you went there to get away from the cold”. I remember sitting in the camper and Cindy saying she heard something outside, only to look out and see a half dozen Buffalo walking right past our truck and camper, the excitement of seeing such a large animal walking within a few feet from you is nothing one can describe. The first night we decided to park the truck by the river in hopes of seeing wildlife, only to be rewarded by Cindy spotting a Grizzly in the river. Watching Eagles fly over the campground, sitting by the river listening to nothing but the sound of the Madison River flowing past us, watching newborn “Red Dogs “ buffalo walking in the campground trying to keep up with their mother, nothing like this have we ever experienced before.
The arrival of Rodney and Diana brought us some new friends to be able to share our time with. Working with them cutting firewood and cleaning up the campground to prepare for opening, was one of the most enjoyable times we had at the start. Throughout the summer we have become very goods friends and have spent hours together sightseeing. They will be a couple that will be sorely missed by both Cindy and I when we leave this week.
I think of all the other people we have met here at Lonesomehurst, Wayne & Rae (who taught me all about trout fishing), Bob Stone, (the catch and release guy who fished for the “big Ones”) Kevin & Shelly (Shelly, who took us Huckleberry picking) Kevin who took us fishing, Bill and Kathy, whom we spent hours in the boat fishing together, Ed & Katie, (our summer residents) whom Ed and I only wished we would have started fishing together earlier in the season, Bob & Agnes (we didn’t catch a lot of fish together, but I enjoyed talking to a man that is 85 years old and listening to him share his experiences in life), and all of the other people we met and enjoyed their company. From the bottom of our hearts we want to thank each and every one of you who made our stay a Lonesomehurst an experience that we will never forget.
There is so many of things we have had the opportunity to experience this summer I cannot list them all (nor do I wish to bore you with all of them). We would like to take this last paragraph and thank the person that made all of this possible. From the first phone call I made to her back in November, to the final day that we will say our goodbyes, Vickie Barta has been nothing but the “Perfect Boss”. She has made us feel welcomed from the first time we talked about taking this job to the last time of having us over for a cookout on our final day. How this lady does it is beyond what I can comprehend. She has a family of 3 children to take care of, 5 campgrounds and 13 camp hosts to manage, and she will be the first to pull up her sleeves and start to work. From the first day of cleaning up brush and hauling fire wood, to the last day we were here, she has been non-stop in making our lives and work easier for us. To Vickie we give our most sincere thanks and love for allowing us to enjoy this “workamping experience” and wish her nothing but the best in life.
I reflect back over the past 5 months and realize how blessed we have been. We have experienced so many things over the summer. I think of the first time pulling into Bakers Hole and reading the sign “Grizzly Bears Frequent This Area, Store Food And Coolers In Your Vehicle”, we looked at each other and I’m sure the thoughts were the same “what have we’ve gotten into”. I remember waking up to 6 inches of snow on the ground in May, and telling Jimi about it. His reply was “ I thought you went there to get away from the cold”. I remember sitting in the camper and Cindy saying she heard something outside, only to look out and see a half dozen Buffalo walking right past our truck and camper, the excitement of seeing such a large animal walking within a few feet from you is nothing one can describe. The first night we decided to park the truck by the river in hopes of seeing wildlife, only to be rewarded by Cindy spotting a Grizzly in the river. Watching Eagles fly over the campground, sitting by the river listening to nothing but the sound of the Madison River flowing past us, watching newborn “Red Dogs “ buffalo walking in the campground trying to keep up with their mother, nothing like this have we ever experienced before.
The arrival of Rodney and Diana brought us some new friends to be able to share our time with. Working with them cutting firewood and cleaning up the campground to prepare for opening, was one of the most enjoyable times we had at the start. Throughout the summer we have become very goods friends and have spent hours together sightseeing. They will be a couple that will be sorely missed by both Cindy and I when we leave this week.
I think of all the other people we have met here at Lonesomehurst, Wayne & Rae (who taught me all about trout fishing), Bob Stone, (the catch and release guy who fished for the “big Ones”) Kevin & Shelly (Shelly, who took us Huckleberry picking) Kevin who took us fishing, Bill and Kathy, whom we spent hours in the boat fishing together, Ed & Katie, (our summer residents) whom Ed and I only wished we would have started fishing together earlier in the season, Bob & Agnes (we didn’t catch a lot of fish together, but I enjoyed talking to a man that is 85 years old and listening to him share his experiences in life), and all of the other people we met and enjoyed their company. From the bottom of our hearts we want to thank each and every one of you who made our stay a Lonesomehurst an experience that we will never forget.
There is so many of things we have had the opportunity to experience this summer I cannot list them all (nor do I wish to bore you with all of them). We would like to take this last paragraph and thank the person that made all of this possible. From the first phone call I made to her back in November, to the final day that we will say our goodbyes, Vickie Barta has been nothing but the “Perfect Boss”. She has made us feel welcomed from the first time we talked about taking this job to the last time of having us over for a cookout on our final day. How this lady does it is beyond what I can comprehend. She has a family of 3 children to take care of, 5 campgrounds and 13 camp hosts to manage, and she will be the first to pull up her sleeves and start to work. From the first day of cleaning up brush and hauling fire wood, to the last day we were here, she has been non-stop in making our lives and work easier for us. To Vickie we give our most sincere thanks and love for allowing us to enjoy this “workamping experience” and wish her nothing but the best in life.
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Aaron & Laura Visit!
Well the summer is winding down and we had our last visitors. Our son Aaron, and his fiancée Laura (yes I typed it right, his fiancé) came to visit this last week. For those of you who haven’t heard, he proposed to her a couple of weeks ago. I’ll have to say he’s defiantly a romantic when it comes to this stuff. Actually he was in New Orleans on business and he had Laura to fly down to spend a few days with him. I’ll let you read his blog so you can get all the details.
We’ve had a great visit with them the past 5 days. They wanted to see some of Yellowstone and do some hiking so our first day in the park we took a hike on a trail called Purple Mountain Trail at Madison Junction, elevation at trailhead 6830ft. The trail was 3 miles up and 3 miles back with an elevation rise of 1500 feet, 8300 ft at the top. It was rated as moderate strenuous and the part of strenuous was correct. The hike took Cindy and I 2 hours to make it to the top (I think Laura could have done it in 1 hour or less). We did appreciate the fact they waited on the old people during the hike. Had it not been for the fact of Laura going ahead and finding the end of the trail, I think the I was ready to call it quits. She came back with great news we were only 15 minutes or less from the top and let me say I’m sure glad we continued on. The view from there was just outstanding.
The next day we done the hike up the Contour Road and climbed to the highest point there, again the view was outstanding and the hike back down took it’s toll on my legs, I actually felt pretty good after the Purple Mt. hike, but the short hike up Contour Road sure did cause me some leg cramps and aches and pain. We went fishing with Kevin and Aaron caught him a nice one. Monday we took a hike to Mystic Falls, beautiful walk and falls. Came back set around the campground and visited. Tuesday morning Aaron and I went fishing and caught a couple of nice ones. Tuesday evening we went out again and had the best evening yet, caught 3 real nice fish within 45 minutes. Came back to the campsite, ate some food and Laura got a call from her dad. Someone had broken into their home early on Sunday morning (along with 4 other homes in the area); thankfully all they took was a couple of computers and some loose change Laura had been saving up. We got up Wednesday morning and headed to the airport for them to head back to Wisconsin. We came back home and I went out fishing with Ed Iverson and we finally caught our first fish together, real nice 18-inch rainbows.
We’ve had a great visit with them the past 5 days. They wanted to see some of Yellowstone and do some hiking so our first day in the park we took a hike on a trail called Purple Mountain Trail at Madison Junction, elevation at trailhead 6830ft. The trail was 3 miles up and 3 miles back with an elevation rise of 1500 feet, 8300 ft at the top. It was rated as moderate strenuous and the part of strenuous was correct. The hike took Cindy and I 2 hours to make it to the top (I think Laura could have done it in 1 hour or less). We did appreciate the fact they waited on the old people during the hike. Had it not been for the fact of Laura going ahead and finding the end of the trail, I think the I was ready to call it quits. She came back with great news we were only 15 minutes or less from the top and let me say I’m sure glad we continued on. The view from there was just outstanding.
The next day we done the hike up the Contour Road and climbed to the highest point there, again the view was outstanding and the hike back down took it’s toll on my legs, I actually felt pretty good after the Purple Mt. hike, but the short hike up Contour Road sure did cause me some leg cramps and aches and pain. We went fishing with Kevin and Aaron caught him a nice one. Monday we took a hike to Mystic Falls, beautiful walk and falls. Came back set around the campground and visited. Tuesday morning Aaron and I went fishing and caught a couple of nice ones. Tuesday evening we went out again and had the best evening yet, caught 3 real nice fish within 45 minutes. Came back to the campsite, ate some food and Laura got a call from her dad. Someone had broken into their home early on Sunday morning (along with 4 other homes in the area); thankfully all they took was a couple of computers and some loose change Laura had been saving up. We got up Wednesday morning and headed to the airport for them to head back to Wisconsin. We came back home and I went out fishing with Ed Iverson and we finally caught our first fish together, real nice 18-inch rainbows.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
FINALLY, THE KING IS ON THE THRONE !!!
The picture of the berries that you see are the result of Cindy and I picking Huckleberries. Out here in the west huckleberries are the big thing. To me they kind of taste like a blueberry but are smaller in size. The one thing I do know is this, to buy anything with huckleberries in it is very expensive. They say the going rate for a pound of berries is around 40 dollars, yes you read it right, $40. They only grow at altitudes of 6000 ft. so I guess this is why they cost so much. I will say they are very tasty in pancakes and oatmeal. The only thing you have to be careful about when picking them is that YOGI the bear is not close, bears do not appreciate you stealing their berries.
The past few weeks we have pretty much just hung around the campground. We did take a hike (5 miles total) to view Fairy Falls in the park. I suppose it was by chance that we picked one of the hottest days this summer to do this hike and needless to say the heat was no fun. The total hike was 5 miles and we kept asking people on the way back to the falls “ is it worth the walk” and everyone said yes. I guess after seeing Yosemite Falls in California and Multnomah Falls in Oregon, our expectations were too big. The falls was ok and it was refreshing sitting by it, but was it worth the 5 mile hike? Come out and try it and you tell me!
We have continued to catch some nice fish the past week although one has to really go out and find them. The fishing from the shore has slowed tremendously but people are still catching nice ones by trolling or fly-fishing. The picture of the man and myself in the boat was taken when we went out for an evening of fishing. This man is 85 years young and quite the storyteller. I have enjoyed spending numerous trips on the water with him and listening to stories he has to tell. He told me one day to start using his boat so Cindy and I could go fishing so we listened to him and have been doing such.
Now for the BIG NEWS !!!! I have knocked the Queen from the throne!!! Yes you read it right; I have finally caught one bigger than Cindy. I’m quite proud to say I landed one a couple of days ago that weighed in at 3.5 lbs.,(on a cheap Zebco scale. Maybe 4lbs on a digital scale) talk about someone having a s**t eating grin on his face, well I will be the first to tell you I did. Not only was this my biggest catch of the season, the color of the fish was absolutely beautiful. It was a male brown trout and his color was outstanding. Had the fish been 5 lbs. I would have had him mounted and hanging on our living room wall, but instead I chose to have him lying in our freezer. We still have about three more weeks so it is still possible for the KING to lose his seat, but until then I get to claim the biggest. I must also give credit where credit is due and if not for Cindy taking the rod and bringing it closer to the boat so I could net it, I’m not sure I could have done it alone. (No I’m positive I could not have done it by myself) so a big thanks for her in helping me ( TEAMWORK ) Till next time enjoy the pictures and feel free to leave a message.
The past few weeks we have pretty much just hung around the campground. We did take a hike (5 miles total) to view Fairy Falls in the park. I suppose it was by chance that we picked one of the hottest days this summer to do this hike and needless to say the heat was no fun. The total hike was 5 miles and we kept asking people on the way back to the falls “ is it worth the walk” and everyone said yes. I guess after seeing Yosemite Falls in California and Multnomah Falls in Oregon, our expectations were too big. The falls was ok and it was refreshing sitting by it, but was it worth the 5 mile hike? Come out and try it and you tell me!
We have continued to catch some nice fish the past week although one has to really go out and find them. The fishing from the shore has slowed tremendously but people are still catching nice ones by trolling or fly-fishing. The picture of the man and myself in the boat was taken when we went out for an evening of fishing. This man is 85 years young and quite the storyteller. I have enjoyed spending numerous trips on the water with him and listening to stories he has to tell. He told me one day to start using his boat so Cindy and I could go fishing so we listened to him and have been doing such.
Now for the BIG NEWS !!!! I have knocked the Queen from the throne!!! Yes you read it right; I have finally caught one bigger than Cindy. I’m quite proud to say I landed one a couple of days ago that weighed in at 3.5 lbs.,(on a cheap Zebco scale. Maybe 4lbs on a digital scale) talk about someone having a s**t eating grin on his face, well I will be the first to tell you I did. Not only was this my biggest catch of the season, the color of the fish was absolutely beautiful. It was a male brown trout and his color was outstanding. Had the fish been 5 lbs. I would have had him mounted and hanging on our living room wall, but instead I chose to have him lying in our freezer. We still have about three more weeks so it is still possible for the KING to lose his seat, but until then I get to claim the biggest. I must also give credit where credit is due and if not for Cindy taking the rod and bringing it closer to the boat so I could net it, I’m not sure I could have done it alone. (No I’m positive I could not have done it by myself) so a big thanks for her in helping me ( TEAMWORK ) Till next time enjoy the pictures and feel free to leave a message.
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Tuesday, August 4th, we decided to take a trip up to Red Lodge Montana. The drive up there is by way of “Beartooth Pass”, US Hwy.212 which runs between Red Lodge and Cooke City Montana, (the northeast entrance to the park). The Beartooth Pass is opened from Memorial Day through Labor Day (weather permitting). As one can tell by the pictures taken on this day , the snow was still in abundance up there. The hightest point of elevation on the Pass is just under 11,000 ft., 10,974 to be exact. The one picture taken by me, standing at the edge of the top of a large hole in the ground, with lakes in the bottom, is actually around 200 feet to the bottom. The crazy people that ride snowmobiles up there, actually start sking from a higher spot and go out over the edge and land somewhere between the rim and the bottom.
The highway consist of numerous twist, curves, steep drop offs on the side of the road, and “switchbacks” that seem to last forever. For those of you who are wondering what a “switchback” is, it is noting more than a road that allows you to travel the side of a mountain. You might travel 1 mile east, make a turn, head back west 1 mile, turn and head east 1mile, so on and so on, just to travel ½ mile down the side of the mountain. The entire road between Red Lodge and Cooke City is around 70 miles and one can figure on 2 hours to make the trip, providing you are not caught in a snow storm or high winds at the top of the pass. Yes, I said snow storms in the middle of the summer!! (not uncommon on the top of the Pass.
All in all the road is a “Must See & Do” if you ever get out this way. You will notice I have 2 sets of pictures on the page, Cindy uses her camera and I use mine. Sometimes I like to get the the “edge” of things and look at the scenery from a little different view point, ( which makes Cindy ask “can you get any closer without going over the edge”?. So before you stop looking at both sets because you think they are the same ones, please take the extra time and enjoy the views taken from a safe distance and one's taken from the “just a little closer dear, I’m not going to fall over the edge” view.
The highway consist of numerous twist, curves, steep drop offs on the side of the road, and “switchbacks” that seem to last forever. For those of you who are wondering what a “switchback” is, it is noting more than a road that allows you to travel the side of a mountain. You might travel 1 mile east, make a turn, head back west 1 mile, turn and head east 1mile, so on and so on, just to travel ½ mile down the side of the mountain. The entire road between Red Lodge and Cooke City is around 70 miles and one can figure on 2 hours to make the trip, providing you are not caught in a snow storm or high winds at the top of the pass. Yes, I said snow storms in the middle of the summer!! (not uncommon on the top of the Pass.
All in all the road is a “Must See & Do” if you ever get out this way. You will notice I have 2 sets of pictures on the page, Cindy uses her camera and I use mine. Sometimes I like to get the the “edge” of things and look at the scenery from a little different view point, ( which makes Cindy ask “can you get any closer without going over the edge”?. So before you stop looking at both sets because you think they are the same ones, please take the extra time and enjoy the views taken from a safe distance and one's taken from the “just a little closer dear, I’m not going to fall over the edge” view.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Cindy Cleans Her First Fish !
The past week or so things have slowed down a little bit. The campers are not coming in filling the campsites, the fishing has slowed down a bit, you just have to work a little harder to get them. The only thing that we have not seen a slow down in is the pesky little blood suckers. For some reason they still want to hang around. The temperature dropped to the high 30’s the other night and we were hoping it would slow things down, but no such luck. We still are catching some nice fish and after Cindy brought home a few the other night she said she was ready and try her luck at cleaning them. As you can tell by the pictures she done a very good job. I know all you real fishermen want to know what’s with the gloves she has on, well to be honest they sure help in holding on to the fish while cleaning (not because she didn’t want to get her hand smelling like fish.)
The pictures of the water falls were taken in Mesa Falls Park which is located close the “potato seed capital of the world” Ashton, Idaho. The past week we have been enjoying warm days and cool nights, plenty of sunshine, and lots of mosquitoes. Tuesday, the 4th, we are planning a trip with another couple and head up to Beartooth Pass and Red Lodge Montana. The weeks are flying by and we both are amazed at how fast the summer had passed. Until next time I hope all are enjoying the pictures we are posting on line and hope to be able to share some more with you.
The pictures of the water falls were taken in Mesa Falls Park which is located close the “potato seed capital of the world” Ashton, Idaho. The past week we have been enjoying warm days and cool nights, plenty of sunshine, and lots of mosquitoes. Tuesday, the 4th, we are planning a trip with another couple and head up to Beartooth Pass and Red Lodge Montana. The weeks are flying by and we both are amazed at how fast the summer had passed. Until next time I hope all are enjoying the pictures we are posting on line and hope to be able to share some more with you.
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