I’m going to start building a house having someone else build a house to my specification and on my behalf next month. I’m not sure why I became committed to this future, but it kind of happened about a year ago — I started looking for building lots and, more to the point, coming up
It’s sort of a type for my life in that sense. I go backpacking sometimes. I’m not really a serious backpacker and I don’t know that it’s a particularly integral part of who I am, but still: sometimes I pack up, drive somewhere, walk somewhere, then sleep on the ground for a night or more.
After doing the three-nighter toward Martin Lake, the dog and I went back to Red Lodge, rested up, and then hit the trail again for one more day hike before heading home. This was was out to Quinnebaugh Meadows, which I picked mostly because the dog doesn’t like being in the car and the trailhead
I don’t even know how to refer to this one. It happened in August though. The Beartooths (in Montana) are good. My friend Dave texted me a few months ago and told me this was the year for him to go there with me. So we sort of planned a trip on the Beaten Path
Did this trip over four days/three nights (July 24-27) as the High Adventure trip for the boys in the ward (these are Utah/LDS terms — can be replaced with “took a bunch of kids from church” as needed). The group and our arrival time in the eastern Winds dictated the route to some degree (it
I did this hike a couple times in July. The first was on The Fourth and was sort of a scouting trip I undertook on the premise that there has to be another reasonable overnighter destination in Logan Canyon other than just White Pine Lake every time. It was also a destination of considerable curiosity,
One day, I’ll look back on this post and be amazed at… I dunno. I can’t imagine what in this particular post is ever going to leave me thinking: yeah, that was a good use of a half-hour of my time or similar. Maybe I’m shooting too high. Too highly? No. This hike tl;dr –>
This one was a few weeks ago at this point, but that doesn’t mean it didn’t happen or that it doesn’t deserve — nay, require — coverage on my important weblog. This is a hike in Logan Canyon. It starts low enough that it wasn’t under snow at the time we did it. It runs
Weird Dining Area That Became the Kitchen The Kitchen That Became the Mud Room Reverse Angle of Kitchen and Mud Room View from the Side Door Entry Now you know. bkd
With the kitchen part of the kitchen “functional” by the end of 2018, most of the remaining effort happened in the mud/laundry/whatever room that used to be the kitchen. One awesome thing I got to do in there was tear down the old soffit that used to be on top of the wall cabinets that
