Since I'm writing this... this morning... it didn't break in the night... a worry... cuz you know... it DID break when they were BUILDING it ;)
Now... if you want to tempt fate a bit more... and want the availability of power... you move over to the Corp of Engineers camp directly below the dam...
Yup...if there's one thing the Army knows how to do... it's properly arrange a campsite. It is likely the prettiest camp we've ever seen. "Looks like a park"... imagine that...
Just to the east of that camp is a pretty fine interpretive center... with displays of a lot of the local areas as well as the story of the building of the dam and reservoir...
There was a case that showed a lil' demonstration of why you DON'T bring in Non-Native species... The "locals" have no defenses against them... like those dang mussles that are spreading like a cancer...
Hmmm... guess they forgot that lesson when they planted a non-native wolf variety...
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Well, last night the skies welcomed us to Fort Peck, and the Fort Peck Dam... and celebrated our last night of "Freedom" for a few weeks. ;)
We started this season's roll back about the late middle of March, running from Cottonwood into Death Valley...
Had our stumbles and breaks along the way...
... and seen some beautiful sights...
I've rode some roads not ridden before... and some I've covered many times...
Since we pulled out of our Cottonwood camp the Ol' Truck has moved some 7400 miles... maybe 1/3 or so with the fiver on... the rest snoopin' around... and then the Raider has made a few more...
Today... we'll pull on over the last few miles to Sydney Montana and sign our papers to work for the next few weeks.
So... not knowing how it's all gonna shake out... it might could be a lil' quiet around here for a bit... there's only so much a fella can say ~ I think ~ about stacking Beets!
Ready and not-totally-willing
Brian
7 comments:
Howdy Mr Gore, NDR:
One thing that you have never experienced is to be at loss for words. I'm sure you'll have more than enough words to describe your beet stacking travails. The real test will be working 12-hour days for several weeks.
Have fun!
Adios!
I'm afraid I must agree with Mr. O'Brien! :)) Mike found 12 hours days were just a bit more than his body wanted to take (it was 90 degrees and 90% humidity where he was working)--good luck to both of you--I hope it works out!
Not that you'll have time nor energy to enjoy it, we really liked Sydney...I hope you get a taste of fall there, if not you can catch up to it on your way south. Good luck...man, one extreme to the other would be hard on me. 12 hours!
Get it done and get out. mark
Mike; Ha! I've been at a loss for words many times... just had good military training, so I camouflaged it with bullshit!
Janna and Mike; 90/90 is good Beer sippin weather! :)
Mark; That's me, a man of extremes... silence and roar, rich and poor, lazy and work my axe off! ;)
Howdy Mr Gore, NDR:
FYI: The morning temperature here at house was +24F with heavy frost. Better dig out the winter clothes and top off the propane tanks!
Cathy was burning propane last night since I haven't brought firewood up to the house yet. Looks like cleaning and prepping the wood stove will be one of my weekend projects.
Stay Warm!
Adios!
PS: Long range forecast predicts our first snow on or about October 4th!
Howdy Brian,
It's been a pleasure riding along with y'all, seeing the sights, learning the lore, hearing the BS & the homespun philosophy!! Heck, I even got Joyce to read some, of course she's an anthropologist and likes the esoteric ruminations coming from the tail-pipes of the Raider!!! But I love her, anyway...
How do y'all work on the BEET-PILES in the snow?? Do you have wheeled or track loaders???
Hope it don't get toooo cold to shift gears!!!!
May y'all have some HAPPY DAYS, and get back to warmer climes!!!
ADDENDUM 2
I forgot to say that Mark Johnson and you are running neck n neck in the world wide beautiful picture competition!!! Of course old Al Bossence is way out in front in the category!!
If you run into an big ol' Arkie, named Harm, stackin' beets, tell him butterbean say 'hey!'....
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