Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Montana The End Finally

We are finally nearing the end of the endless saga. We left off with Mom and Jessica and I arriving at Michael's. Jessica wanted to roast hot dogs, so Michael decided to dig a fire pit in his yard. So he did with Eric's assistance. Then we had to find some rocks to line it with and some wood to burn, so we all piled into Michael's big Red Truck except for Mom. She had a horrible headache, so she crawled into the bed in the bedroom that Eric and I were staying
in and slathered herself with Vicks and took some Tylenol. So back to the excursion in the truck. Michael drove us up a up and down a couple of hills until he found a pile of likely looking rocks amidst some very tall grass. Needless to say I did not get out of the truck because of my great fear of snakes and I wouldn't let the boys out either. Cindy and Eric did contribute to the effort and tossed rocks into the back of the truck. Then we drove back down a hill a little bit and gathered some dead wood lying on the side of the road. Sorry did I say road, I meant a track through the grass. Jessica saw a huge log that she wanted to put by the fire pit to sit on, so after some trying to lift it with brute strength, my husband, the engineer's son told Michael to back the truck up to the log while he and Jessica and Cindy held it upright and they just lowered it into the truck. Then we had to cut some willow sticks, so we drove down another hill where there was a creek/irrigation ditch and Michael and Eric cut willow sticks with Eric's pocket knife.

Michael saw a skunk meandering through a cow pen and he has a vendetta against skunks, so he decided to chase the skunk with a big rock to kill it. The gate to the cow pen was closed though and the skunk must have sensed Michael's evil intent, because it started meandering a little bit faster. Then Michael tried to quickly open the gate which didn't work to well, because he was still holding the big rock. The gate eventually opened and Michael went running after the skunk. It got away by sliding into a hole in the side of the hill. So much for skunk hunting. By now it was almost dark and we were about a 1/2 mile from home when one of the tires blew on the truck. Michael was worried it was one of the front ones, but Jessica said to get us home so we wouldn't have to walk home in the dark. So Michael went flying down the track to get us home. It turned out it was one of the rear inside dual tires on the back. A cow bone had punctured it. So the fire got started with the help of every man's friend lighter fluid. Mom dragged herself down wrapped in a sleeping bag, because she was freezing. It was pretty cold out anyway. We all had our coats on. Jessica didn't have any hot dogs, so she called Michael's friend Ryan and he and his wife brought the hot dogs. We also had smores. We finally went to bed after much fit throwing because all three boys were very tired. The next morning we met Duncan the calf that Michael's boss gave to him. The Sitz ranch only breeds Black Angus and apparently Duncan's mother had been visiting the neighbor ranch and Duncan was the result. Then we got on the road. We stopped at the rest stop in Twin Bridges where we took more pictures. We stopped at the Dairy Queen in Dillon for lunch and then we stopped in Idaho Falls. The Museum there had an Egyptian exhibit on loan from Boston. Cindy and I love Egyptian stuff so of course we had to stop. It was pretty fascinating, but we couldn't take any pictures. Then we headed home and that is the end of the Monana Saga
















Duncan the Calf













Jimmy with his treasure. Dandelion seeds.

He wanted to bring them with us, but not in Grandma's car, so she put it in the Picnic table and told Jimmy that it would be safe there and the next time we stopped in Twin Bridges to look for it.









Cindy contemplating life.














Jimmy joins her.










Aren't they cute.




















Jimmy with his treasure again.













Mom took this somewhere between Pocatello and Treemonton.

2 comments:

Unknown said...

What is Michael's vendetta againist skunks? I'm with you Kaye I would have stayed in the trunk to away from the rocks and the danger of snakes in the cracks. Howevery I woulnd't have been able to stop my boys they would have just piled out of the trunk and I'm sure my husband would have been right there with them preparing to get bit by a snake. I love the pictures you took of all the saga of Montana. Some of the pictures made me a little bit homesick but that is ok. I love you all.

Leah

Anonymous said...

More power to skunk hunting, hope you have a good supply of tomato juice. I would have stayed in the truck, but Leah must prefer a safer place in a TRUNK and she keeps her boys in a trunk also. don't we love typos.
Duncans mother obviously flirted with a totally non-black angus man. I am glad your trip had a happy ending.