We just got back from Billings and holidays with mom and dad. We attempted a traditional feast. Big turkey complete with stuffing and a rather stressful winter travel to and fro. This morning I am thinking about the contrast. Our, meaning team MoBill Thanksgiving, and the one we enjoyed yesterday. We did pull off the same sourdough stuffing but instead of turkey, we bike-packed up a set of big juicy pork chops. So which day of the feast was better. Don’t know. I guess we will have to cook up some chops today, check out the photos from Twin Lakes, and get more data.
Morning on the lake
Contrasts
Forest
The past … preserved … for now
Interesting suspension
Woodie
Protrude
Above it all
The traditional prove that I am not as keen as I promote game ending in the belief that I am a sourpuss.
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