Today was a gorgeous, bluebird day. Calm, mid and upper 20s, snow, trees, critters. Very thankful.

Nothing more to be said.


Those are wolf tracks.

Last week I re-modified our classic, 9 year old Black Diamond Zippo pack. The work I did a few year ago just wasn’t getting the job done. Roman’s pack looked pretty neat, so I emulated it.
It’s good for hauling snowshoes. That’s the place for snowshoes, inferior transit form though I think they are; they’re good for early season stuff with inconsistent cover.

We ran into some bison on the way back through the Lamar, and got to hang out in the truck for a while watching the old guys be surly, and the young ones chase each other through the sage.
I love watching bison.
We were lucky enough to see this little one too.
M won for correctly identifying it as a fox, rather than a coyote, as it ran down the road ahead of us. After it ran off I went down and checked out its tracks in the snow. They were barely there.
I’m very thankful this year, not the least of which for all of you. Thanks for reading.