Everyone loves Kirsten. Her drive and charisma is a formidable force supporting the Missoula Symphony. Proud parents to be sure.
You Dirty Rat!
We just came upon this old photo depicting our granddaughter doing her uncanny, fist-clenching James Cagney impersonation. She, apparently, does not care much for paparazzi.
Wildhorse Loop
We took advantage of a picture perfect day to hike the Wildhorse Island loop. This “wild,” undeveloped state park is a mere 2-miles from where we park our boat. It has the distinction of being the largest freshwater island west of Lake Superior’s Isle Royale.
Despite its name, only a handful of wild horses reside there. But, it does host over one hundred bighorn sheep.
Aqua Girls
The girls in our family have adopted water sports. Perhaps the downhill-mountain-biking boys would do well to reconsider their chosen mode of sports transport.
Still Useful After All Of These Years
I have been relegated to a downhill-mountain-bike shuttle chauffeur and aerial videographer for my son and grandson. I drive them to the top of the mountain behind our house and they roll all the way down, a 4,000′ vertical drop. They tell me its tiring, yet it’s all downhill. Go figure.
I think I raised my son to be too soft and he, in turn, raised his son to be too soft. When I used to mountain bike, I went uphill and downhill. No shuttles back then. It’s just like when I used to have to walk 10-miles to and from school (uphill both ways!).
Anyway, the pay for my services sucks, but I’m still hoping these punks will tip well.
A guy can dream can’t he?
Swedish Artistry
After a long hiatus, popular demand brought me, reluctantly, back into the kitchen to create my signature Swedish pancakes. The one above is my Jackson Pollock.
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