Nightlife
Uptown Butte at night, with the red glow of the Metals Bank neon and the headframes up the hlll decked out in LEDs.
Rolling Around SW Montana
Having just relocated to Montana, there is so much to see, but this is not really the time to explore the state in a normal way. After spending the last two weeks tucked into a small condo, pretty much 24/7, the time felt right to go for a Sunday drive. Automatic social distancing, and I didn't wave to a human (#jeeplife).
There is so much to learn about this area, including the names of all the peaks and sub-ranges. In this case, I was rolling along the Jefferson River valley. The peaks in the distance are the Western (or backside) of the "Big Sky" area north of Yellowstone. It is so exciting to be this close to amazing scenery - this is only about 45 minutes from home.
At some point this summer, I will be able to tour this area on the G650GS. And hopefully, I'll be able to stop in the small Montana towns along the way.
Around the Bend
I wonder where this road leads?
Hanging Out with Kids
I had a chance to make a couple visits to Austin, Texas this year. Once in August - very hot, but still fun. The second time in early December - OK, now I get this “living down South” thing.
Testing out brew pubs in Austin. Could be a full-time job.
Smooth. Very smooth.
A Year of Being Bald
My family had a brush with cancer. While all the medical people do what they do, I tried to do the only thing I knew how to do. Offer to be present and be supportive. And hope for the best. As it turns out, the best did happen. Modern medicine is a miracle. And one of my meager attempts at solidarity - shaving my head - lasted almost exactly a year. I think I was bald much longer than the person with cancer. Good for him. Good for me. The hair grew back.
Melbourne as seen from St. Kilda.
Around the World in 14 Days
Flew around the world. Saw a concert. Magic happened. Jumped out of an airplane.
Supporting my favorite gun Chief
Check Out the Gun Show
The Marine Corps 3/14 Papa Battery showing off the guns. No shots were fired, as we were in a Spokane park. Cool nonetheless. And a chance to be a proud Marine Dad.