Truck rides and something important...!
We live out in the middle of nowhere by choice, right in the Custer National Forest...
but darn it it is a pretty no-where and we like it!
Everyone calls it the "High Country" in these parts. I would know because did you know you have to adjust your ingredients when you bake in your little innocent breadmaker that didnt have a clue that it would be sent to a prison camp for kitchen appliances? Yes, ma'am, when you live over 3900' in altitude things can get scary in the kitchen, and thats even before I forget to use those little whatchamacallit thingys to measure. But little shetland ponies do benefit and whats a little domestication without some pain and anguish involved, right? Anyhow, its time to go and get something very important in town, which is 40 miles away...And yes, there is nothing in between except for a few ranches, antelope and big pretty buttes.
So climb in and lets go for a truck ride!!!
We do live on a County Road, but with 1800 people in the county, we have to wait patiently while they plow out the one city. Sometimes they are so busy that we dont see them for a week! But thats okay, we have kitchen appliances! Anyhow looks like it snowed pretty good this weekend...
Ah, theres the trees! Looks like we dont have as much snow here! Lucky plowman!
Did it blow away maybe?
Hey, whats that in the trees?
Ah, the Sharptails are getting out of the snow! You can tell they are are sharptails
by the little "v"s on their plumage...and of course their little sharptails!
Even their backsides are lovely!
He looks tired though - take a nap bud, we'll see you later!
If youd like to watch the very special "dance" they do when the time is right,
check out this video made by a very excellent cinematographer ~
Time to move on...Uh-oh...the trees kept the snow on the road here.
Mr. plowman, bring me a plow?
Make it the biggest, plow we ever seen...
Hey, whose that on the road?
Uh, do you think he sees us?
Where do we go???! WHERE DO WE GO????!!
oh look, the road is clean!
No, Mr. Foresterman , what do you mean?
I wasnt screaming......too loudly....
Look! Pretty Big Buttes! We must be getting close to the Powder River!
Yep, now were on Powder River Road and its all downhill from here!
Uh, in a good way of course!
Sigh* isnt it lovely?
Big pretty Buttes,
You can see for miles,
Look ! Our first ranch up ahead!
Now we're in the bottom land - can you see the muley doe hiding?
Can you see this muley doe too? Shes got a little snow on!
Almost there! Ten more miles!
All gorges lead to the Powder River...
and beyond those trees, this road leads to town!
So what was so important to go to town for?
Look, I BE PERMANENT NOW!!!!
And the word "permanent" is in caps... the only way to be!
We not only got license plates for the horse trailer, but also for the vehicles...and even though the vision test was iffy because I wear "mono-vision" contacts, she let me squint for a while until I realized I put them in the wrong eyes that morning - Montana's DMV peoples are sooo nice with us blonde people! And they were even nice enough to take my picture and took at LEAST 10 years off of me...As Mr. Foresterman said, "wow, thats a great photo, 'cuz that last one you had in Wisconsin , you looked like that lindsay girl in her mugshot..."
Is that a compliment or what??? Prettier then a movie star! What a great day!!