Stories from someone just fumbling through
The hike into the Grebe Lake took one blazing hot hour. My stomach was already killing me from last nights pizza, not to mention the lack of sleep so I wasn’t as enthusiastic as I should have been. Don’t worry, I gave myself hell for my bad attitude the entire walk in. I haven’t forgotten… Continue reading Yellowstone: July 15th, 2013
This is the day (sniffle, sniffle) that the Wisconsinites leave for Glacier National Park. I will miss them terribly. Even their constant door-slamming that would rob me of much-needed sleep will be missed. If I had to choose between never sleeping again or keeping them forever, I would choose them. Those three people have very… Continue reading Yellowstone: July 10th, 2013
The Unmaker 