The Load


Missoula, Montana The first one I picked up was at the gas station, just outside the restroom.  And then every day since then I have picked up another, in strange and random places.  My collection now totals eight.  They are pony-tail holders.  The thin kind, not the kind that fit around your gear shift. I picked up the first one,…

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Mrs. Spoonovers


Whitefish, Montana Mrs. Spoonover’s Ice cream café in Whitefish is currently in violation of the city’s regulations.  And Judy, the owner, doesn’t seem to care.  She likes the mural painted on her outside wall. At first glance, Judy is the grandmother that scoops ice cream and serves award winning soup.   Her café is family run, has less than 1000 sq…

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The Settler


Whitefish, MT My face is having a really bad hair day. They (and I have never met them) say the first sentence is the door to any story.  It needs to be interesting, welcoming, captivating, and enticing… all those things that would encourage you to read more.  According to my brother in law, I should have gone with “the first…

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Transitory


Glacier National Park, Montana My iPod contains a song that mentions the word transitory.  The word is used in the context of someone looking for a soul mate and finding that most relationships are just transitory.  Dictionary’s are not as easy to find as they once were, so it took me a few days to look it up…  meanwhile, I…

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The Deal


Glacier National Park, Montana Regardless of how bad I need something, I will not buy it until I believe I have gotten a deal.  The zipper on my rain jacket is broken.  While the shell remains windproof waterproof breathable, the whole front is pretty much just breathable.  I have duct taped the zipper (from the inside).  This means I have…

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The Blank Page


Glacier National Park, Montana This should be a blank piece of paper.  I don’t feel much like writing today.  It is the first day of vacation mode.  And writing isn’t the only thing I don’t feel like doing.  I didn’t praying before I got out of bed. I didn’t do push-ups before I got into bed.  I didn’t do any…

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The Math Formula


Butte, MT (the first time) This morning I felt like crying.  I really don’t know where that was coming from…I was just sitting there preparing to send updates, waiting for the rain to stop (or the temp to get above 45), and listening to the hotel provided alarm clock radio…  Brian Adams was singing “Heaven”, which often digs up some…

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The Perspective


Butte, Montana The weather continues to determine both my starting time and stopping point.  In addition, the Subway project has been completed (for now.)  The good news is that I can mail some tools home and probably lighten my load by about 20 lbs.  The bad news is that aside from a week in Glacier National Park with my brother…

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The Storm


Billings, Montana If Custer and the Indians had been trapped under a picnic shelter, the historical monuments in this region might be different.  Please, allow me to explain. There is an unofficial not-so secret greeting among motorcyclists.  When you encounter an oncoming motorcycle, you take your left hand off the handlebars, extend two fingers, and hold it out (waist high)…

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