• The one that sucked

    I looked back and my partner was trying to take a photo. Of what I did not know so I turned around for further inspection. She was trying to get an image of a spider web. Personally I don’t like spiders. Spiders sit there waiting for something to fly into its home-made web of death.…

  • Why I do not fish

    As a kid I never liked fish caught from a stream or a lake. I hated it. Mom would always cook me hot dogs. And fishing … forget it. I could never sit still for that long to catch a fish. I am not a good relaxer. And when I would get a nibble it…

  • Telling the difference

    To protect the innocent I will change the names in this post. I am part of an underground investigation. We investigate the worlds contradictions and act accordingly. Like when we see “Natural Bridges” on the map and realize almost every state has a “Natural Bridge Park”, we investigate. This usually means visiting for research purposes.…

  • Time for maintanance

    Part of me thinks people do a subconscious maintenance. Like if I told someone who I felt that I had visited more then they visited me and that it was up to them to visit now.  And that if they didn’t then tough kitty. That person would go into relationship maintenance mode and force a visit.…

  • Brushing the surface

    Some days I wake up at 3 in the morning and drive. I have to … need to be at work by 8. Why? So I can spend time with my partner who works in Glacier Park. This adds up until I am so exhausted I spend a weekend passing out on a trail somewhere. Too exhausted…

  • Hiking to the boundary

    To me an early morning hike starts out totally irritating and then slowly turns to absolute success. “Bill Time” is a time that I have in the morning where I am the only waking human in the near vicinity. Since I wake up so early I have the world to my self. It is usually…

  • 2013 FitzBarn or shall we say BarnFitz

    I wasn’t really sleeping. I don’t think. I bivvied out under a swallow’s nest and momma bird was dive bombing me. I was laying on my side looking past my bike at the aspens which seemed to be glowing under the moonshine. Suddenly a light flashed across them. Then again. I jumped into action and started preparing…

  • Working on it

    I am working on my FitzBarn report and it will be pretty lengthy. I mean when you ride 450ish miles things are bout to happen. And of course I have played way to much for pumping out the blogs. But I am working on it.

  • Spitting on rocks

    When I was a boy I would spit on rocks that I would find. I did it to make them wet. It seems as though the beauty of the rock would come out. The colors were more robust. I could see the true identity of the rock. Some of these rocks I have kept. I…

  • The explaination

    “You have to admit”, she said as we hiked along the creek. “It seems kind of dangerous”. “So you see me plop butter into my drinks. And you know I eat lots of bacon. And then you get unsettled when I announce I don’t want that food everyone loves. I don’t mean to offend anyone.…

  • West Boulder

    It was day 3 on the West Boulder River and a day after our bike ride up to the Nurses Lakes and Baker Mountain Saddle. In the morning I got out early for an epic ride so I was not worried if I lounged around all day in the hammock. Mo would have none of…

  • Barbed

    Once as a child I found myself hanging upside down at night. My head was 4 inches off the ground. I tried using my hands to push myself up and unhook the barbs that were stuck into me inches above my knee. That was all that was holding my body weight, just a couple of…

  • Self absorbed

    The difference between lonely and not lonely is what you have around you I guess. Out on the bike a wilderness road with no one around for hundreds of miles in not lonely at all. Why is that so? Because to gather someone around you for companionship is temporary and a short fix maybe?  So…

  • Fly away

    Go long, a long long way. Not extreme but far enough. For enough to forget. Far enough into the unknown. Into a place of no communication. Fly away. Fly away. I’ll wait.

  • Heading home

    Driving … away. Feels empty. Was the weekend successful? Well … depends. If there is a hammock involved it has to be pretty good right? I still feel empty. I sure hate leaving … her.

  • The sighting

    I rode my bike down to the outhouse. Just then I spotted my camping partner in the parking lot looking towards the tree line about 60 yards away. Then I saw what she saw. A grizzly. Boy, what a time to have to go to the bathroom!

  • The meetup

    I am smack dab in the middle of a 4 day weekend. The last 4 day weekend I car camped with Mo. In the Absaroka Range. Day one we biked up to Nurses Lakes. The climbing brutal but the rewards were abundant. All climbed out we headed out on foot for day 2. It rained…

  • Mountain Decoration

    I am facing the sun because I yern to gather the energy from it. I think it makes me stronger. And I must be strong. I live in a harsh place. And I have a job. I am this mountains decoration. Or at least a large contributor. I want to do my job well. On…