March 28, 2024

  • Am I Dying

    Am I Dying

    Ah, life’s rich tapestry, where the rhythm of our hearts spins yarns more enthralling than any campfire story, particularly when you wade into the murky waters of heart rate variability (HRV). Embarking on a quest to decipher my own HRV’s rises and falls has been nothing short of an epic,…

  • Mos Eagle Eye

    Mos Eagle Eye

    On February 21st, 2023, Mo went for a hike in the woods near Missoula, Montana. She found some large tracks in the snow that looked like they belonged to a k9. She followed the tracks for a while but were eventually interrupted by a bald eagle. The eagle was perched…

  • Appreciate Spring

    Appreciate Spring

    Well, here’s a bitch for ya. Maybe it is more appreciation than bitch or even a bitchy appreciation. So I’m sitting here doing my daily constitutional as a bluebird sings outside. And I think to myself how much I appreciate spring. The returning birds … Robbins, Bluebirds, and the like.…

  • FatPacking to Little Bear Cabin

    FatPacking to Little Bear Cabin

    I was a little unsettled before we arrived at the parking area because Bozeman had survived 3 major snowfalls since we were there last. We had done a scout trip on a Wednesday Night Adventure. And even then going was tough due to the lack of snow machine traffic. Heavy powder…

  • Window Rock

    Window Rock

    Paul’s Visit Part 2 After missing the first part of the adventure weekend Paul did finally show up. And promptly got the car stuck. The recent snow storms had not only delayed his plane but also made for driving a beetle up to Hyalite a losing battle. No matter, we…

  • New machine

    New machine

    Just as I dive back into the blogging sea, I manage to throw a wrench in the works. Last week, in a moment of clarity (or perhaps madness), I decided to jump ship from Windows to Apple. But don’t panic! Thanks to a boatload of RAM and a quad-core processor,…

  • The Low Down

    The Low Down

    I have bloggers block but know from experience I must blurt out something. I guess I will go with the old format. What did I do, what am I doing, and what am I going to do. I am searching my mind for something to report but the lack of…

  • Moving

    Moving

    Ah, the joys of moving – it’s like a box of chocolates, you never know what you’re gonna get. For all the lovely folks I’ve been chatting with, quick update from your neighborhood chaos coordinator: scratch that previous address I gave you. My new digs are not at 647 Forest…