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Montana – A quiet Sunday

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Sunday, 13-June-2021


Any morning that starts out with French Toast is a good morning.

A morning that starts out with sugar-covered French Toast is a great morning.

This? This was an exceptionally excellent morning. Not only did it include sugar-covered French Toast, but it also included some leftover brisket from the BBQ that we’d had the night before, alongside fluffy scrambled eggs, a-la Brian and Clara.



After greatly enjoying our breakfasts, packing.

After packing, cleaning.

After cleaning? Hiking!



One of our original targets for hiking was a rather popular area called Pattee Canyon. It looked good, from a distance and elevation perspective, but it hadn’t had any notes of great views of expansive wildflowers… which put it a bit lower on our list for the weekend. But now that it was later on, and we were all tired… a simple walk where we could chat and talk sounded exactly like what the doctor ordered.

We drove, parked, and started the hike in… into the beautiful woods and roughly 90+ degree Montana summer heat.


I’ll tell you, it wasn’t quite what I was expecting. Not in a bad way, at all, but… I don’t know, for some reason I was expecting Montana to be a bit more rocky than it is… more jagged mountains. Maybe I’m mistaking it for Colorado? But this was… well, just like the other hikes that we’d done. Rolling hills, tall trees, and a big sky. No wonder they call this “Big Sky Country”.


We walked, we talked, and we appreciated nature. Clara found some excellent flowers, and soon enough we were heading back into town for lunch… and by lunch, I of course mean Ice Cream!

We hit up a place called “Big Dipper”, an ice cream shop that Brian and Clara had been ranting and raving about for pretty much the whole time we were there. We got some rather generous scoops, and I’ll freely agree with them that it was well worth the wait in line.


After making myself far over-stuffed with huckleberry and chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream (with a chocolate shell and rainbow sprinkles, of course), we set about to explore town. No major goals, just… you know, poking around and enjoying the small-town vibes. We hit up some novelty shops, an outdoors store, and quite a few other interesting places… There’s a lot of art in a small town like Missoula, and wandering the shop was definitely a nice treat.


The rest was just saying out goodbyes, battling my way through both an airport lobby and the tides of time itself, and finally finding myself back in the 1970s, sitting at a gate, waiting for my flight to wing me back to Portland.



Snow in March!

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Saturday, 14-Mar-2020

Alert! Snow! Alert! It’s snowed in Portland!

That’s pretty much it. I got excited. Not enough to shovel, but it stuck for a solid few hours!

Yay Snow! Ollie and I took a long walk in it, all the way down to where the Cherry Trees were blooming by the river – a few miles, and a beautiful day for it!

 

A walk in Portland – Saturday, 14-Mar-2020

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Saturday, March 14th, 2020

 

Well, the world’s a bit on fire now, isn’t it?

COVID-19, Stock Markets, Price wars over oil, toilet paper being hoarded (Really?), and now to top it all off… it’s snowing in Portland.

Portland doesn’t really do so well with snow on the best of days, and this absolutely isn’t the best of days.  But… maybe it is?  It’s a Saturday, we’re under a state of emergency, everyone’s a bit scared and confused… maybe this is actually the best time for there to be a bit of snow to spice up the winter and help keep everyone indoors?

 

It absolutely seemed to be, as Ollie and I walked around the semi-desolate city. Almost no one was around, and the fresh snow did an amazing job of quieting out the standard noises of the city.  It even added that amazing crisp/fresh smell to the air, laying the smell on top of the hint of spring blossoms that was already there.

It was a lovely walk, especially considering that it was a city hike.  We took the scenic route, as much as we could, down to the waterfront.  Our destination was the cherry trees that I’d been seeing on the drive home from work… they’d been starting to blossom for a week or so, and were pretty much in full bloom as far as I could see.

 

In short – it was a lovely Saturday morning and early afternoon.