Snow, sun, SAR and stuff

What's this mountain vixen been up to lately?? Well, where to begin...

After I wrote that last journal, on Memorial Day Tim and I decided to try a really long motorcycle ride. Bundled up and ready for everything from heat and sun to cold and snow, we rode into the Park, west up and over Trail Ridge Road. It was sunny and warm in Estes, but the weather changes quickly with elevation, and soon it got much colder. As we approached Rock cut, we could see snow falling in Forest Canyon and the Never Summer Range, which we were heading directly into. A little bit of rain turned into a little bit of snow, turned into a lot bit of snow, which coated my windshield and some was actually sticking on the tundra. It was definitely a first for me - riding my motorcycle in a snow storm! We reached the Alpine Visitor Center and had to decide if we wanted to take our chances and keep going, or turn around. Hell, why not keep going? It was now or never, so we started our decent from the top of the road. By the time we reached the Continental Divide at Milner pass on the west side, the sky was blue and the weather much warmer, as the storm just sat up in the high elevations. We stopped and snapped photos of moose like silly tourists and ate lunch in Grand Lake. From here, we had to decide if we wanted to go north to Walden or south to I-70 tocomplete our loop; we could see clouds in the distance and knew we were likely to get wet again. Since I had never gone north, we went from Grand Lake to whatever that highway that goes west to Hot Sulphur Springs, and made the turn north towards Walden. Straightaways, warm sunny weather and thunderheads in the mountains to our East, we let loose and went faster than my mommy would probably approve of, and it was a great mellow ride with hardly any traffic. From Walden, we turned east on CO-14 or whatever it is, over Cameron Pass along to Poudre River, skirting the north of Rocky Mt National Park. The road was so much fun, with lots of curves and turns alongside the river and the mountains. This goes all the way to Masonville, where you can continue east to Fort Collins, or go south to Loveland and hit 34 and head west back up to Estes Park, which was the loop we completed. In Loveland, I needed to fuel up desperately - I figured I had about 150 miles to my tank, and I was at 156 or so. Tim suggested we get ice cream first, so we passed the gas station and went just down the road to the ice cream shop. We leave that place and head back to the gas station, when my motorcycle starts... running.... out....... of.......... gas. I KNEW we should have stopped there first! 158 miles. Cute, very cute. Fortunately, the gas station was 1/4 mile away on a relatively flat road, so I pushed my 550 lbs of dead bike in the 75 degree heat, wearing my leather and all that crap, sweat dripping off my face... It was tough, let me tell you! Tim offered to push but I'm stubborn. :)  Finally fueled up and went up the canyon home. Total distance: probably 270 miles or so, overall a 6-7 hour trip. Needless to say, the vibration took its toll on me and I had some weird stuff going on that night - fingers tingling, seeing fuzzy... Yeah, probably should take more rest stops next time. It was a freaking BLAST!!

We actually got a blast of insane weather two Wednesdays ago, with 90 mph winds, 20 degrees at night, and it was pretty miserable. Just before that, we had some snow one evening, which continued on through the night... to wake up with snow sticking on the ground! It's freaking JUNE! Even though I know that this is what it's like in the mountains, it still amazes me.

Work has been all sorts of stuff, safety meetings and trainings and jumping around in projects... One day I helped stain wood, the next day I played with cement for some manholes and made our "technicolor dream-mud" with some liquid dye to match the latest craze to have more "earthy colored" concrete. Fun fun! We got a good laugh out of it.The Park Service is putting into effect a rule that anybody that wants to run a chainsaw for ANY reason - even cutting logs for tent pads - needs to have a chainsaw class. Which is funny because I used a saw every day last year and didn't need one at all. So a friend on trails held this class and I unofficially got to help instruct people on bucking. Our trip to the west side to fall a few trees and get our B-Faller certification fell through when the road was closed, so I'm trying to get that going so we can get it done and harvest a bunch of big logs for the trusses on our next comfort station we will build in the campground.

All last weekend was the Sustainable Trails and Design workshop through Colorado Outdoor Training Initiative (COTI) that was held here at the Park; I was signed up as a volunteer so I can have more background for being a design assistant for CFI this summer. Ends up Tim and the other trail dogs here at the park could also attend and get paid overtime for it. Darn! Oh well, I really enjoyed it and learned a lot, while being able to spend all weekend outside with people my own age (my workgroup with special projects is mostly old dudes haha) and a lot of good ideas thrown around. Hugh, the main leader, wrote this great little Trail Design Sketchbook, and his own enthusiasm, passion and knowledge rubbed off on everybody in the class. Danny, the trails supervisor here, also helped teach. There were about 24 people total, including volunteers from other organizations, Rocky trail dogs, and landscape architects. We went out to Lily Lake, where we learned some principles and then applied them to a real project the park is considering - creating a sustainable access trail to the "Jurassic Park" climbing area on Lily Mountain, and restoring the eroded social trail that currently exists. We had 3 teams, with different trail grade objectives - 0-10% grade (which is pretty impossible), 10-15%, and 15-no limit %. I was in the middle group, coincidentally with Tim, which I enjoyed because he's really good at trails. Myself and my friend Dave with the Nature Association had the least experience, while our leader, Greg, was actually the guy in charge of CFI's design program and I will be doing trail work with him next weekend on Gray's and Torrey's peaks. The existing route is very steep and hazardous, with a lot of sediment eroding into Lily Lake. We scouted out the area and proceeded to plan our trail, planting our little orange flags, examining the site conditions and sustainablility criteria, measuring the grade of the cross slope and the trail profile, and just had a really dynamic team with lots of ideas. We ended up with a design with 2 switchbacks, some rock steps and 1-tier rock walls, and an overall grade of 22% (close enough!). All 3 teams presented, and I think ours was the best, of course. ;)  We tried to keep in mind that this is a really low priority/low funded projects, with probably volunteers to complete in 1 day. It would be nice to see one of our ideas get utlilized, but doubt it. They'll probably just end up doind some minor work on the existing old trail. Oh well! I can think of worse things than hiking up and down Lily mountain in gorgeous weather for 8 1/2 hrs each day with my friends!

This past week was a few days of Search and Rescue (SAR) training, which I am glad I was finally able to attend. The first day was just basic procedures and stuff like that, with some field time checking out the litters and the ropes and rigging systems used to anchor, raise and lower a litter. The second day was the fun one; a lot of my friends also participated, so we all got to strap on harnesses and helment and rappell of a little cliff in Wild Basin. Learned our knots and how to set up anchors, how to belay and rappell, and then finally... over theedge with ya! Even though I've climbed trees, and climbed on ropes indoors, nothing is like walking out to a blind rock edge and just trusting your harness and rope and leaning back, keeping your balance... until you can finally see what's over that ledge and down to the ground below! My friend Dave was in the advanced group and they practiced more rigging with a litter and stuff; the third day, which I did not attend (I messed my achilles up running last week, and it's been pretty bad... which is not cool, because I was supposed to take my fire pack test on Wednesday and couldn't... hopefully can do it on Monday!), they went to some steep snow field and practiced snow and avalanche safety, and actually set up some "high angle" rescue situations with anchors and a litter. It was pretty appropriate that the first day of our training was interrupted by a search and rescue. Anyway, not that I want bad fortune upon anybody, but I am glad I can now get more involved and be better prepared than that one on Long's Peak last year!

At work, I had started learning how to tile walls, then got yanked off that to help out with other crap, then finished our 1-tier rock wall along our handicap accessible trail, started filling in to grade around the building and working on some landscaping/rehab, of course got yanked from that to help with grout on the wall tiles all day yesterday. Between the smell of the epoxy, the vinegar, and a hot day with poor ventilation in that bathroom... It was good stuff to learn and I did enjoy it, and it looks pretty nice with off-white tiles and slate gray grout. Sounds like it might still take another month before we are done with this thing. I do enjoy learning this stuff and doing the actual work, but a few of us have noticed that, as corny as this sounds, there is no synergy or cohesion with our crew, and just constant frustration. Between being yanked from jobs before they are complete, to just basic personality conflicts and very weird quirks, and then just some lazy people that don't know what they are doing or don't want to work... It's not bad, it's just unlike any other crew I've ever been on. I'm hoping the next bathroom we work on goes a lot smoother and reduces the stress level of everybody. Hopefully next week, after finishing the grout, I can help on the stone veneer on the outside of the building. It looks really nice and I'm into things that take a little artistic/creative touch. I wish I had a nice place to do some of these home improvement type things on! Maybe some day, when I build my cabin... ;)

It's nice to finally have a day off to relax and do absolutely nothing, considering I've only had 1 real day off since 2 Mondays ago. The Rock Inn (sorry if I'm repeating myself) saw their vendor had Leopold Brothers liquor and remember me raving about it, so they tried some of their liquor. The gin was gone in 3 days. This time they stocked up, so I helped get rid of it last night. My friend Erich actually moved out to Denver from Ann Arbor to market for them, so it looks like he's doing a great job! There was a good band last night, and tonight my friends are throwing an outdoor "cocktail" party. Which means lots of thrift store goofy outfits, especially since the trails guys will be there! Speaking of which, Tim and a bunch of other parkies from trails and other depts have a softball team, so I am glad I get to be a softball cheering squad again, like I was for my Novi cityworkers team! I've seen them get annhihilated 24-2 and mercied, and last week saw them kill the other team. We probably had at least 10 girls there cheering, between the trails chicks and girlfriends and other parkies. Their outfit, which I'm sure some day they'll get in trouble for, is a park service shirt with the sleeves torn off (can't display the shield outside of work!) and they call themselves the "Cougers". If you have any imagination, you can figure out why rough rugged young men would come up with that. Anyway, we scream and cheer so freaking loud that the girls that were cheering for the opposing team got ticked off and complained. No foul there though, so they have to SUCK IT UP! Some of the guys bought some of those tight tiny little softball shorts and wear knee socks, which is absolutely hilarious. I'll have to bring my camera to the next game on Monday.

Logan is a goofball. I'm sure he gets it from me. Silly little things, like the fact that I yawn pretty loud... and he is SO LOUD when he yawns, especially when he wakes up in the morning, that I would almost be annoyed with it if it wasn't so darned funny! He still limps occassionally, but I'm putting off surgery in hopes the cartilage gets ground down and reabsorbed naturally. He's a good boy except he chews up everything if I leave him out when I am gone, so still gotta crate him during the day. He needs a playmate...!!

Oh and I totally forgot to update about that photo contest. A couple weeks ago, I saw the insert in the paper with the results. So I look at it and see the front, open it up and just browse the 1st-3rd place and honorable mention winners for each category scattered around... turn it over on the back... see some stupid photo of a llama (miscellaneous category, it was pretty stupid)... and then I'm like, wait that photo looks familiar... Oh my gosh!! That's my photo!! Yes, I won honorable mention in the Scenic category! It was the photo of Gem Lake, with the clouds and rocks reflected in that perfectly calm water. I laughed and told everybody it was my "sell out" photo, because I'm sure "everybody and their mom" has a photo like that of Gem Lake. I didn't win any money or anything, but it's on display for the next year. I mailed the paper home to my mom and dad and told them they could put it on their fridges. :)  Thanks for your advice and encouragement everybody! Now my friends at the Rock Inn are telling me I should frame and hang some photos in their restaurant and sell them. I'll let you know when that happens!

Tim's been busy and stressed out and working insane hours in preperation for his backcountry project for the next month. He hikes in with his crew and SCA volunteers on Tuesday, and then stays in 8 days, comes out for 6. As of right now, I am supposed to hike up there for the 4th of July and camp out with them. I think we might watch Brother Bear 2 tonight before I go to the cocktail party. Tomorrow, we are cutting a bunch of lodgepole that have beetles in them for Bruce and Kerry. Woo hoo chainsaw kitten gets to play! ;)

Anyway enough blabbering again. Here's a couple photos.

Sunset yesterday night; it's a cell phone photo but it was absolutely GORGEOUS

From Photo Contest

It's touron season at RMNP!

I've been quite delinquent about keeping this updated. Haven't taken many photos or gone on any exciting trips; building a bathroom isn't exactly a must-read journal entry topic, either. That's life!

Logan was 76 lbs when I took him to the vet 2 weeks ago; I'm guessing he's pushing 80 lbs by now, and he just turned 7 months old! He's still got a bit more growing to do, and those estimates of a 100+ lb little horse seem to be accurate. Unfortunately, he's been having some issues with one of his shoulders. I am hoping it is just a muscle strain, but if it keeps reoccuring I will need to get him x-rayed to check for "OCD". I'm not going to bother spelling the acronym, but it is essentially a flap of cartilage in the shoulder that rubs against the rotary cuff. I'm really REALLY hoping this is not the case, but if he doesn't show more improvement (he is limping less but it comes and goes), I'll get more worried. Surgery will probably cost $500. Oh well, gotta do what I gotta do!

I almost came home with another puppy a couple weeks ago. His name is Griz, and he is a shepherd (probably Australian) and husky mix, 4 months old. Think of a fluffy, wolfy looking puppy with those rottweiler eyebrow markings. So spunky, so cute! If he was potty trained, I would have gotten him so Logan could have a buddy. However, it would just be too difficult while I have to work right now. Plus, I want to wait until Logan stops chewing on expensive stuff (my kitchen chairs, sleeper sofa, hiking boots, merrell shoes... He has good taste I suppose) and I can keep him out of the crate.

I haven't taken many photos lately, but it's a shame I didn't have my camera on a few occassions at work. I had just told the guys I work with that I hadn't seen a Golden Eagle in the park since 2003, when it was on the side of the road eating an elk carcass (keep in mind, golden eagles are HUGE - larger than bald eagles, I believe)... lo and behold, Tate and I are driving by Moraine Park and there's a huge golden eagle sitting in a dead tree! It then spread its wings and soared off. Just a week or two ago, we were rebuilding tent pads at Glacier Basin Campground and were driving down Bear Lake road when we saw some tourists on the side of the road. Usually, that means deer or elk, but we had a feeling this could be good. So we pull over...and I see this little black thing running around, at first I thought of a marmot, but that would be silly... Then I saw another little black fuzzball... being watched over by a BIG cinnamon fuzzball... It was two TINY bearcubs and their Mama!! And oh my god, I was making all the girly noises in the world, "They're so cute! Oh my gosh! They're soooo FREAKING ADORABLE!" I almost made myself nauseas. The cubs must not have been more than 4-6 weeks old and were frolicking around, while their cinnamon colored mom just hung out and watched. Then, the two little buggers climbed up a tree! And when I say climbed up a tree, I mean at least 50 feet! We lost track of them until at the very top we saw their little black bodies perched on some limbs of the lodgepole. I have only seen one bear in the park EVER, and I had never seen bear cubs that small. Such a bummer that I didn't have my camera, but I've carried it loyally ever since. Which is probably why I haven't seen anything exciting. :)

Work-wise, we had taken a break from our comfort station to do the campground rehab, which felt good to carry heavy things (logs), swing a sledgehammer and run a chainsaw. Then, we had to move concrete picnic tables - and at 1200 lbs per table, it was quite a circus. We had to move them from one place to another, haul out the old wooden ones, and just load after load... They are so heavy, we had to use a loader or the "SkyTrak" fork lift to move them. This forklift isn't just any forklift - it's a military issue 65 ft tall skid steer forklift. It's a freaking dinosaur, but it serves its purpose... and I had fun running it. These stupid picnic tables couldn't just be picked up and set down, either; the bolts are kept loose to keep them from breaking, so they had to be squared up and leveled, which was an annoying process of picking it up, shoveling out the pad, putting it down, checking it, picking it up again... And of course, it's at the most popular picnic area in the park, and school bus after school bus dropped the munchkins off and we had to work around all the chaos. Fun fun.

This week, back at 617 (our bathroom), I spent 1 1/2 days just sanding down the frame for our skylights. It really shouldn't take that long, but they weren't sanded before they were INSTALLED... so I was on scaffolding that was too tall for me to stand and work on the wood, but too short for me to sit. Half stooped over, craning my neck up and holding the sander over my head; sawdust all over everything as my neck, shoulders, arms, and wrists protested. But they look good and I can sleep well at night, knowing I did something good. (Yes, that's sarcasm.) I think we may start putting windows in soon. Originally it was supposed to be done by... tomorrow... but obviously that's not even close to happening. One of our new employees has a lot of experience and has some ideas that will hopefully help the next ones go quicker, and cheaper.

I had my fire refresher on Thursday, and my physical and pack test are coming up soon. It felt good thinking about the upcoming season, and the fact that I am the only one in special projects with a red card. Hopefully that means I'll get to go out more than once. One of the case studies we watched was coincidentally about a fire that my friend (who was also in the class) went on last year, the Little Venus fire. She was with the lookout, and there had been serious communication problems - so severe, that a crew was hiking up a canyon, right towards a huge raging fire that had blow up. She watched the fire and they couldn't tell the firefighters to NOT come that way; they were scared to death that they were watching them die. The firefighters in the canyon did end up deploying their shelters and survived two intense waves of fire, but nobody ever wants to use their shelters, EVER. If you have to deploy, something went seriously wrong. Last year, 7 firefighters got burned over and died, 4 died of vehicle or aircraft, 1 died from a snag, 3 died of heart attack. This season is already starting off pretty severe, with fires in New Jersey, Georgia, Florida, Minnesota, the southwest; even Michigan had one that my friend was sent out to from here. Tim was supposed to go out with the Hot Shots, but they went 2 days later than he could've gone and been back in time for his backcountry project.

Lots of partying this holiday weekend. Friday night was a great band. Would've danced, but I literally pulled a calf muscle dancing LAST weekend. Gotta remember to warm up first, apparently! And I wasn't the only one that walked awayinjured from that bluegrass. Yesterday, Mark and Amiee had a keg party, complete with a bonfire and horseshoes, elk and antelope meat, and us girls indulged in some gin and tonic. I brought Logan and he had a jolly old time, playing with the other dogs, drinking beer (hey, I told my friends he was underage... they laughed) and eating elk bones. The amazing thing is that he really hasn't seen many little kids, but my friend's 1-2 yr old baby walked around and Logan came over to check him out, sniffled him a little, licked his head... and kindof started guarding him! Logan still isn't that big into strangers - not mean, not afraid, just doesn't pay them notice - but he followed this kid around, never got too rowdy, just was fascinated with him. It was pretty darned cute, and everybody was impressed with Logan. I'm glad I have a dog that can hang with the best of them. :)

Tim and I went on our first motorcycle ride together yesterday as well. We went from Estes, down 7 to 72 to Nederland, then east over to Boulder, then back up to Estes. He told everybody I "kicked ass" on my bike. Hey, I think every time I make it home in one piece, I must've done something right. :P

I started physical therapy for my tendonitis in both my elbows, and for my chronic back pain. Of course, he had to evaluate me... which means he had to make me hurt in as many ways as possible. Seriously, I left that appointment so sore, I had to go home and take a pill and a nap. I have the Park's new official chainsaw class for 2 days next week. They are making it so ANYBODY that wants to use a chainsaw MUST take a class. There's a lot of controversy and general upset about the whole thing. I do think everybody should take it; I've worked with MANY old guys that say, "Oh I've run a saw since I could walk! I know what I'm doing!" And then watch them do some of the stupidest most unsafe things ever. At the same time, this class is different from the fire chainsaw class, and fire is all pissy about us not taking THEIR class. Their class is all about cutting trees on the fireline; it has nothing to do with logwork, or felling around buildings. I get to teach a few minutes of it, apparently; get to talk about "east coast vs west coast" felling. Too bad I haven't dropped a tree since last October. Yes, I miss it big time...

Oh, and I am designing the t-shirt for special projects this year. See, my life is just full of excitement lately, isn't it?! :)

Well it's way past my bedtime, looks like Tim and I are going for another motorcycle ride tomorrow. Good night!

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This is old stuff, but finally here is my Trail Log for Bandelier. I did find this cool site that has a link to a Google Earth interactive satellite map of the canyon, on which you can even see the trail.

Yapashi Pueblo and Stone Lions: (16 miles round trip) The majority of the trail was relatively easy going across the mesa-top, predominantly through gamble oak and ponderosa pine - that is, once you finish the short, steep hike from the canyon bottom to the top; and if you ignore the gruelling hike down and up the Alamo Canyon - TWICE. ;)  Since the mesa is so large and relatively flat, there really isn't much to see in the way of spectacular views either. Additionally, I can see it being very very hot and intensely sunny come late spring and summer. Even in early April, it is usually nasty hot making sunblock and plenty of water necessities. Of course, rain and snow accompanied me on most of my hikes and I kept my waterproof Trails Illustrated Map in hand (or overhead, I suppose!) as an umbrella. The smaller canyons that cut across the mesa were lush little pockets of water, shrubs and trees, and were a good warm up for the steep and intimidating 900 foot decent down the rock stairs of Alamo canyon. The view alone from the top was awesome, this deep canyon as a steep, long gash through the broad, flat mesa. What goes down the canyon, must go up, and the trail was less intimidating but still covered the same elevation gain on the other side of the canyon. Then, it was more gently undulating hiking until you come upon the Yapashi Ruins. It is eerily obvious where these unexcavated ruins are, as these tall, gangly cactii ONLY seem to grow where the ruins exist. With their many skinny "limbs", the cactii almost have a human form, and it's as if they are the ghosts of the inhabitants of past. I couldn't help but be extra respectful while feeling as if the cactii were watching me! Old painted pottery shards, obsidian as pure and uniform as glass - some of it chiseled to a point - as well as other indications of their civilization littered the ground. People had also obviously gathered artifacts that they found on top of a reconstructed wall. A short hike past this, and the Stone Lions, carved out of rock and still recognizeable despite extensive weathering, lay side by side inside a rock circle. I hiked this trail pretty fast (got sick of getting rained on) and it took me I believe 5 hours. I did enjoy this trail and the nice surprise it is to come upon this huge canyon and then the ruins. Anybody with a long day should check it out! And I didn't see a single soul on the entire trail - always a bonus. :)

Kasha-Katuwe Tent Rocks Canyon Trail and Cave Trail (3 miles for canyon; 1.2 for cave): Tim and I discovered this little National Monument by chance, after off roading down from Bandelier, south to some unknown destination. The canyon trail skirts alongside the tent rocks and then dives right into a narrow little slot canyon. Some of the ponderosa that somehow managed to steady themselves in the ever-changing wash have battled the erosion around their roots - leaving often 4 feet or more of exposed roots that lie above the sand. These roots have become more like the trunk and lie at strange angles in an effort to butress the tree. Since I didn't really take many photos, and Tim hasn't developed his yet, click here for the photo gallery from the BLM.

I also had hiked the Jemez Falls trail, and explored around the Dept. of Energy land; probably another 6 miles. Yes, my hiking season is off to a SLOW start.

Busy busy springtime!

With my hit-or-miss internet connection, being sick (allergies!!!), working, Logan, and everything else... I've slacked off a bit. Really nothing too crazy going on, just spend my weeks cutting and drilling and building... spend my weekend running, riding the motorcycle, playing with the dog, watching the RED WINGS!!!! and just somehow the time flies.

So here's some new pics of our "comfort station" (aka bathroom) and Logan.

From Spring 2007 -...

Hot sunny day in the mountains!

I know I know, it's been a long time. I'm busy now that I'm working! And internet access isn't always an easy thing for me. So where to start...

New Mexico. Of course, it had been 80 degrees and sunny for the trail dogs before I got there... so it's no surprise that it got cold and snowed two of the days I was down there. I was so excited, I packed shorts and tank tops and a skirt! Guess I jinxed myself thinking that it would stay nice and warm. Even better - right after I left, it got warm and sunny again. Nice, real nice. Logan and I had a great time anyway, and he was in doggy heaven running around off leash on forest service land. One day, Tim, Jeff, Logan and I went adventuring in the canyons off trail on Dept. of Energy lands (did I mention Los Alamos is where they invented the atom bomb??); one night, Tim and I went back to Spence hot springs. We hoped we'd have it to ourselves, but there were 5 Albuqueque rednecks, being loud and stupid and putting their cigarette butts out in the water. Who freaking does that?!?!?! It was pretty annoying but we did tune them out a little bit while we watched shooting stars and soaked in the hot springs.

Another day, we got access to the locked 4x4 road that goes through Bandelier and connects to other forest service roads. This time around, I got to drive my truck instead of Tim and his truck, and of course it had been beautiful and clear until we started out... then it started snowing and got foggy, so we couldn't see very far. The road wasn't that intense but it was still a lot of fun. We kept going south and didn't know if the key we had would open the gate at that end, since it wasn't in the Monument... if it didn't work, it would be over an hour drive back. Tim put the key in the lock, jiggled it, and his face lit up. Neither of us thought it would work, but it did! And we had no idea where we were at the other end, since it wasn't on the map. After some "scenic detouring", we figured out where we were and saw this little National Monument on the map nearby. Why not stop?? We didn't really know what to expect, but Kasha-Katuwe Tent Rocks National Monument was a pleasant surprise. We hiked the slot canyon and got great views of the unique rock formations of the area. Tim took tons of great photos and of course my camera died on me. We'll see if I ever get copies to post on here!

All in all, it was a fantastic week and I was bummed to leave!

So then, I started working 2 weeks ago. I'm a contruction kitten instead of a chainsaw kitten now! Since I've started, we've put up the metal studs on the outside walls and are almost done with the inside, and put up the big log trusses. Hopefully next week we will start with the roof. I'm learning tons but the guys all seem to like me on the crew and think I'm doing a great job. Haven't cut any fingers off at least! The weather had been pretty heinous lately while we've been working and I've gone home looking like a wet rat more than once. This weekend has been gorgeous though! Went for a little roadtrip with Logan down to Nederland and Central City so I could take the "Oh My God" road through the old mining areas. We'll just say that there was at least one old car wreckage still at the bottom of one of the slopes. :P

Tim got back last night. I don't usually gripe about relationships in this journal, but we'll just say it wasn't good. He had better things to do than talk to me, apparently. Oh well oh hell I suppose. So my song of the day is "Valentine" by the Old 97's:

"Heartbreak, old friend, goodbye it's me again.
Of late, I've had some thought of movin' in.
Of all the many ways a man will lose his home,
Well, there ain't none better than the girl who's movin' on.

True love, I knew some thought of, some thought of leavin' you.
Bad thoughts I had, when valentines were due.
Of all the many ways a man will break his heart,
Well there ain't none meaner than he pulls his own apart

CHORUS:
Valentine, the destroyer, Valentine, you belong
In the stars, where you are, always rollin' on.
Cried, I've cried till I couldn't carry on.
It's a lonely, lonely feelin' when your Valentine is wrong.
It's a lonely, lonely feelin' when your Valentine is wrong.

Of all the many things that you were countin' on,
Well, there ain't none better than the girl who's movin' on.
No, there ain't none better than the girl who's movin' on."

Time for a motorcycle ride!\

Oh, here's photos of our project; click on the photo to see a couple others.

From Spring 2007 -...

Work! OMG! Tomorrow!

Tomorrow, I wake up early... and go to work! YAY! I think. ;)

New Mexico was freaking awesome. I don't feel like writing a big long story right now, but I'll post the photos. Highlights include hot springs, long hikes, Walker Texas Ranger, Logan hiking off leash, the ghost of Mrs. Frey, and snow. Yes, snow. It was hot and sunny right before I got there... and right after I got there. Hee hee. So now, I am Tim-less for another few weeks. Sniffle sniffle. Logan and I start obedience tomorrow. Jenna was in town. Blah blah blah.

Here's the photos. Enjoy.

 

From Bandelier NM,...