Saturday was the annual Garden City Brewfest in downtown Missoula. The weather was on a 30 minute cycle of sun and rain that seems to be quite popular this time of year. When we got there the band Secret Powers was covering the entire Beatles’ album Abbey Road. I had forgotten how much I enjoy that record.
Yesterday was a beautiful sunny day in the Bitterroot Valley. Steve and I made the most of it and went climbing. We did No Sweat Arête, a moderate 4-pitch 5.7 in Mill Creek Canyon.
For Hilary’s birthday our destination was Symes Hot Springs in Hot Springs, Montana, population 531. We had originally planned to go biking in Yellowstone but poor weather forced us to reschedule at the last minute. We decided to try something new.
We originally booked a room in the actual hotel itself, but were called the following day and told a mistake had been made, our room was double booked, and we were moved to what they said was a cabin outside the hotel.
Hot Springs Montana is not a town that is awash in capital. And Symes seems to be its economic centerpiece. The reasons why our visit to Symes ended up being akin to a weekend spent in a trailer park are too lengthy to discuss here. I will say that there is a low probability we will ever return.
Sunday we went went with our friends Steve and Ann down the Bitterroot to Lost Horse Canyon for a fine day of climbing. It turned out to be a wee bit chiller than forecasted, but quite reasonable for March in Montana.
Our last day we were fortunate enough to be escorted by the Parkers.
I can’t think of anything I would rather have done on my 30th birthday.
Saturday, February 27th was my 30th birthday. To lessen the mental trauma of such a milestone in my journey to oldmandom, plans were devised to slide on snow. My brother Davy flew in from San Jose to celebrate the occasion. Jeff drove in from Denver with his friend Robert. Friday, my pre-birthday, was a sunny day in Bozeman and we were all at Bridger.
Stephanie, the weekend was dedicated to you. Sorry you had to stay and rescue Seattle.
When the weather is good the 4 hour drive from Missoula to Yellowstone is one of my favorite stretches of road. Here are some pictures from the drive. We just got back from a weekend trip to the northern part of Yellowstone.
The Good Old Boyz are Woody Wood, Scott Sharpe, D.C. Jones, and Richard Foulk. If you are ever lucky enough to have them play in your neck of the woods go see some excellent live music.
Pictures of a rad Saturday in Missoula playing with frisbees.
The the first picture links to a gallery. The last three are pictures that were too big to include.
