I wasn’t kidding. And now, you have a chance to see if I’m right.
Featuring six nights in the backcountry from Sunday, July 24 through Friday, July 29, 2011, I (and I hope to enlist Reid’s help as co-organizer) am assembling a backpacking trip in the Bridger for eight to 12 souls who are game for a wilderness experience.
We assemble in Pinedale, WY and hike the Northern half of the Bridger. We will walk 3 – 5 miles per day (two to four hours) over moderate terrain. I’ll pull all the food together (everyone carries their share). Maximum altitude is probably 11,500 ft. Any adult who is in moderate shape can handle this trip. Incredible vistas. Lots of good fishing, including Golden Trout in some high-country lakes.
If you’re interested, e-mail me or respond to this post. It is an incredible place.
Here is today’s letter to my mom.
October 8, 2010
Mom: Last night I watched the Nebraska-Kansas State game and not a whole lot has changed. When the going gets tough for NU, I turn the channel or get up and walk out of the room or just turn the TV off. I’ve always been that way and probably will be forever. Your other son is exactly the opposite in that you can’t pry him away from the tube. But there wasn’t too much anxiety since Nebraska rolled all over K-State.
Been also watching the baseball playoffs and none of my teams – the Twins, Tampa or Cincinnati have done worth a darn so far. Since Ellen lives in Minneapolis/St. Paul I sent her a message on her phone about the game, and she wasn’t even aware there was a game. She’s just never been into those kind of sports. Of course Reid follows the Chicago Cubs, and they will never amount to anything ever. Cubs players are already on an extended vacation.
My tomato is at the end of its useful life. The growing season here is rapidly drawing to a close although there are some little red tomatoes that just need a couple more days of ripening and they’ll be ready. Down in these parts they fry green tomatoes (I’ve done it and they do taste good) so that’s how the remaining non-ripe tomatoes will end up on my plate.
One of my favorite neighbors, Mike, moved out yesterday. He’s moving to San Antonio and he was a good guy. He worked at the bank, too, and was a dedicated Harley rider. In fact, he sent me a message this morning that he kept his bike out of the moving truck and is riding all the way to Texas. Good for him. That would be relaxing and fun. Maybe some day I’ll haul my Hog out of the garage and ride out to Grand Island to see you guys. That would be a lot of fun.
Things are going okay at the bank. It’s a stressful time, what with all the foreclosures and stuff like that. It’s tough on people to deal with, and I don’t mean those of us who are workers but the folks who are losing their homes. It’s really hard to watch some of those things go on. We’ll help them when we can but some are just too far gone.
I’m baking chicken in the oven tonight along with some Idaho potatoes. I’ll dust it with a little flour laced with some spices. I seem to have fallen into a rut where I cook chicken one night, rice the next night, tacos another night, and pasta the other night. It all tastes okay but I need to expand the menu a little bit. Hope your food tastes pretty good. You sure wouldn’t want me to be cooking for you guys.
Well, that’s it from Charlotte. Be good, stay warm now that the weather is cooling, and I’ll talk to you before much longer. Have an ice cream cone for me.