It's been a long time in the making, but we finally took Sven out on his first backpacking trip. We learned some lessons, but overall I felt like it was a success. It felt so good to be out in the wilderness again.
Birds before Cross Cut! - - - - - - - - - - -
#Repost @lizzard214 ・・・
Cross Cut was tough, but gorgeous. Two gigantic climbs, maybe a little bit of running, and a steep downhill finish. I went into this with a bad attitude. I didn't even want to run it and signed up to be nice, then my knee got all fattttt post-Missoula, so I planned to see how the first climb went and most likely drop at the aid station. (My first DNF.) Welp, the aid station was 2 miles post-climb in the prettiest part of the course. So, I decided to make it to the next aid station. Wouldn't you know, that was pretty, too? I talked to a volunteer about my knee and decided to just finish the darn thing. Those last 3-4 miles kicked my butt. A long climb, retracing earlier routes until the downhill and that extra mile they tacked on killed my goal finish time (not sure why I had a goal if I was so sure I'd DNF 😂). After a solid run I finally tripped on the downhill and twisted my ankle a bit. (It's ok!) When I stopped to shake it out, EIGHT people passed me. Grrrrrrr!! But I finished. And finishing a race you didn't intend to finish feels pretty cool. - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Alex, meanwhile, had some on course drama with volunteers giving the wrong directions and ended up descending, then climbing 1200 extra ft and running a few extra miles. It was his longest run by far, but he did it and he's already up for next year!! - - - - - - - - -
A few outtakes from painting at the Box W.
I love this old bunkhouse, and know two things about this handhewn, log, structure.
• A gun fight took place during a poker game, and there is a bullet hole to prove it.
• An artist, who had once been a successful concert violinist, lived here in the late 60’s. Her name was Margaret Kesckemeti, and she was a bit of a Mary Poppins/bohemian style baby sitter to my husband and his siblings. She was an interesting woman who I had the great fortune to know when she was in her 90’s. At that time she lived in a log structure of her own, and used an outhouse.
I often wonder at the many stories we do not know about this place, and of the people who once stayed here.
P.s. The structure in the photo of me painting, is actually of the Hart house. That is a painting and a story for another day. 😉
Also, enjoy some of the other pics: • An audience of #angus 🐮 • My best guy, Ainslie❤️ • Some fun things I’m discovering about my new pochade box 🎨• A study of grouping of mature cottonwood trees 🌳 .
NOTE: this is not a post directed toward anyone or anything going wrong in my life! -just a thought that I feel needs to be shared.
Thing is, too many think they have to be 'enough' for those around them. But I believe that who YOU are is more than enough.
I was hiking today on Gods green earth in the abundance of the meadows here in the mountains of Montana. Those mountains make me feel rather small and insignificant...as I'm sure many people have felt, are feeling now or will in the future feel. •
* The most empowering and effective person you can be to this world is certainly you. Believe first in yourself that you can and are able to do things that you 'think' you cant. Even if that means you start small.*
Not only is it hard to love others if you dont first love yourself...but it's also hard to empower others by believing in them without first believing in who YOU are.