Riversdad.....there's a part of me that would love to stay and there's a part of me that needs to go. I'll post once again that quote that best describes who I am.....
"Descending from the heights we met the first blade of grass and the first flower, and finally the slopes were hairy with sage brush. Perhaps our passage from the cold upper reaches to the familiar earth had been too rapid; as I looked back at the lonely peaks, then at the huts and fields below where people groped their whole lives away. Torn between contentment and longing, caught between two worlds, one that possessed me, yet could never be more than a passing phase, and that other which is a part of human existence, I yearned to retain my dual identity." George B. Schaller........Stones of Silence, Journeys in the Himalayas
BigDawwg.....it's a cabin.....not a house.....I think maybe.....
tgil.....yea, I miss those guys tremendously. Yukon was the ultimate travel & climbing buddy. Montana was just an all around best friend.....
Ace.....see below.....
JD.....sometimes I post up about how much I miss community. I've traded so much for the lifestyle that I chose. I'm often inspired when I read about explorers such as Ernest Shackleton who would leave their families and community for years on end. I'm not sure if there's a right answer.....I just don't know.....
Not sure what to write here.....but just had to share these pictures before we move on.....me in the crawl space.....dogs trying to figure out how to come down.....
And the day finally came and the time finally came.....
The truck & camper packed.....the fuel tanks filled.....the Jeep attached.....
We took a last walk out into the field.....
The three of us.....just thankful.....