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


Judy said...

“Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms—to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way.”
― Viktor E. Frankl, Man's Search for Meaning

I try to stay very mindful of that quote. This quote of Dr. Frankl was in reference to his experience at the hands of the Nazis as a Jew. Each of us, does have a choice as to how we treat each other, no matter what is going on around us.

The Furry Gnome said...

Hope you get thru' the next 6 weeks ok!

Unknown said...

Howdy Mr Gore;
Glad you finally made a post. Hope things go well for you at the beet harvest. Just watch out for flying beets.


Cindy Kingma said...

Hope you have a good beet harvest experience this year...Last year was a bummer!

Don said...

Sorry to hear about whatever asshole is bothering you. Rest assured however that you are not the only one so afflicted! They are everywhere. All I have figured out to do is just try to dodge them and let them go bother someone else. I wish you good luck in doing that.

I've been reading your blog for a long time and you seem to be a pretty good guy (when you aren't all crazy on a motorcycle!) so I think you should just keep on doing what you are doing. And thank you for your service to our country. I served as well but never left stateside. Take care & keep writing.