Sunday, September 18, 2016

Meandering Across Montana... Trailing a Fork in the Road

Left Seeley Lake a while ago. Rolled along for miles pondering the fork in the path that sits looming in front of me. It stayed hidden in the dust - for miles... just vague shapeless forms moving in the haze. Hard to discern. But after a while the road and Montana did its job and they did come clear.  The options and the needs. Which way to go...

I also came to understand that publicly sharing too much with too many is... well it is what it is. Best to not leave too much sign to follow. Too many sick little trolls in the world just waiting for the opportunity to ambush. All they serve to do is divert, obstruct and degrade whatever they can. Worthless bits of anonymous walking talking manure. They know who they are...No use for them. Time to curtail a lot of that...

You have two basic choices for how you behave in this world, really. You can support and nurture and lift up the dreams of others... or you can be a malicious, snapping dog that rips and tears at anything it can reach - and is reviled by all. Beating on someone when they're down... illuminates which you are... But beware... eventually that 'one' will get back up and dust off. Which would you rather be? One of those who stood guard? and earned respect? or the dog they kick... next time it comes a snapping?

Been sitting on the bank of the Missouri river waiting for the time to head over and get to work in Sidney.  That day is today. I'll hitch up shortly and stop by the dump station just down the road before making the 140 mile or so haul.

Just a couple days before we go to work. The next five or six weeks will be a work/sleep situation and little else.

Dug a deep hole. Like I said a good while ago, it'll take a good while to make the repairs... This is the next major task to be done along that road.


*Sunrise over the Missouri*


*Missouri River Sunset*


*... and another*
 It matters not if you get where you're headed. It matters only that you keep reaching...

- Brian

Monday, August 22, 2016

The Waters of Seeley Lake Don't Whisper to You Like Maybe The Blackfoot does...

But, the Clearwater River does feed it and it is still waters! Though... those waters aren't real still when there's speedboats pulling Water Skiers and rafts in amongst the Jet Skis zippin' around!


Ever' night seems like just at sunset it calms pretty good and the cooking fires sift their smokes through the trees...


Up out of the north end of the campground there's a short trail where I can take Arlo and turn him loose for a while so he can get some of the run out of his system.


Up there a ways I found a Beaver Lodge I sure don't remember bein' here before, though I'm sure it was. You always think of Beavers building their outfits on creeks and streams don't you?


These'uns decided they wanted a waterfront property on a nice lake with a view!


They came drifting home from a sunset swim through the Lily pads as Arlo and me wandered by. A lodge that big I'm sure there's more'n just this couple... but they've got a nice place. They turned out of the sea of lily pads across a small bit of open water and disappeared into their underwater front door.



*Seeley Lake on Fire*

About that time I accidentally got kind of a cool shot. Three girls were being whistled around on a raft by a good sized speed boat. The sunset light caught the wake the raft kicked up and made it look like they were rafting through Lava.

Yep... even the water in Montana can catch fire! Ha ha.





*Seeley Lake Sunset*

These pics were taken at the end of a pretty long day. Had to drive three hours to pick up a fresh new lil' generator I stumbled across to replace the Onan that died for certain and sure several days ago. For $150 plus the diesel to go get it I'll take that Lil' champion over the thousand dollar Hondas. It's not as quiet for sure... but it was still "new in the box" and since there's also no thousand bucks for the other I'll be happy to have this'un...

Without it, it would get REAL quiet around here!... and kinda dark! :)

Still have an electrical gremlin of some sort but I've got a fresh lil' Champion 1200 now to keep the batteries as powered as they'll stay...

As long as Montana keeps Charlie Russell's sunsets working... so will I.

-Brian

Wednesday, August 17, 2016

So Far...Montana Keeps Me Going

I've had weak to no signal and multiple pokes and jabs to deal with so haven't been able to post.

The generator died. Holed something. Getting blowby through the crankcase, so that's kind of a hassle when ever'thing you need to do requires electricity.

Then the phone blew up... or locked up. Changed my password all on its own and ended up wiping out everything on the phone... so that was fun... apparently it's some sort of  "glitch" running through android smart phones__and a few Iphones... nice.

Had moved to a camp on Lost Trail pass in the SW corner of Montana. Beautiful spot. Couldn't get up on top where I wanted to go where there IS some signal... because this too long Lakota can't make one of the turns on the way coming up that logging trail... so I stayed below in the FS camp... and tried to work.

That can be hard to do through all the "things" going on...

There was a fire a few miles north had to keep an eye on... it closed the road up there a time or two. Then__Just to keep things interesting...

*Montana*


*Mountain Jewels*

A second fire blew up just four miles in the opposite direction... threatening the only road out! Started feeling pretty snake bit. But watching the slicks and the fixed wing work that fire was pretty interesting.... and then a fire crew went in... but those pics were on my phone... and lost,

*fire on Lost Trail Pass*






Saw this off a hundred yards or so walking up to the top of the road one morning... kinda glad it was off so far. The camera can zoom to let me see ;) It was 'bout the size of a basketball...










Got a little work done with all the distractions__but not near good enough. Moved up to Seeley lake yesterday. Hope to get some work done here... though I still have to figure out how to get power. Only source I've got right now is the truck.

That's purty obnoxious to have to run a 9000 pound noisy diesel generator for the hours it takes to recharge batteries... sheesh.

I try to balance the irritating, draining and seemingly unending "issues" with plain old Beautiful Montana... so far it keeps me going... but I'll tell you what... one poke and jab after another, coming so quick you ain't got time to overcome the first before the next strikes is getting kinda old...

Did get word that the fools at the bank, after nearly 120 days of askin' for it...FINALLY sent the Title to South Dakota so I can get legal again... Should have a plate on the trailer in a few days... as soon as the mail man delivers the mail... so that's a good thing.

... anyhoo__ it's off to one foot in front of the other I go...

- Brian