Greetings

Welcome to my little corner of the inter-webs! I just wanted to take this space to warn you that my posts will rarely be up to date. Due to the spontaneity of natural disasters and the unpredictability of when AmeriCorps' services will be requested I will be digitizing my journal entries whenever we return to St. Louis. Oh, and most of the pictures you see here were taken by myself. If ever I do use someone else's material I make a point to give them due credit though! That said, come, leave comments and be merry! I hope you enjoy your stay!

Monday, August 4, 2014

Blacktail Ridge - 7/26

We surprise attacked our comrades with water balloons.  A couple of them were tipped off because a nozzle was left out, but I volunteered to stay on their side until the last moment to ease their suspicion.  Dee was playing it off as a skit so we gathered everyone and had them stand on one side with Liana and me while the rest of the folks who came to Montana with us originally were on the other.  On Dee’s command everyone shouted “This is FLEECER!” and we threw open the coolers and launched balloons.  Despite their claims of having my back, the lone balloon that got me in the arm was tossed by one of my companions as I bolted to their side.  I made sure to give as good as I got though!

That was fun and our work today was pretty gratifying.  The Butte 100k went down today and we were sent to fix up a trail that was part of the race while bikers were using it.  It was a little tricky, but by informing each other when a rider was coming we were able to prioritize accordingly.  Every one of them thanked us for our work and a group of hikers that we kept bumping into kept offering us cherries.  I made sure to take them up on the offer a couple of times as I didn’t want to be rude and we talked about our program.

This was a good day.  My fire boots were found, everyone is here, and I just saw some shooting stars!  Those moving stars were nice as the past couple of days consisted of constant clear blue skies.  With no clouds drifting around or trees swaying Montana has put a sort of time stasis on us all.


Mm, I am barely keeping my eyes open.  Until next time!


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