Back to School
Monday, August 20th, 2007This morning, for the first time ever, we took all three of our kids to the same school for their first day of this school year. This morning I have a quiet house for the first time… like ever. It’s strange!



This morning, for the first time ever, we took all three of our kids to the same school for their first day of this school year. This morning I have a quiet house for the first time… like ever. It’s strange!



Dar got an email from her good friend Glen. It’s hard to believe it’s been over six years since we’ve seen him last. Another lifetime ago (a.k.a. before we had kids), Glen was working in London and paid for us come over two years in a row. The first year, 1996, we floated down the Nile in Egypt and saw pyramids and tombs and world wonders. The next year we did Venice, the Austrian Alps, and Lake Como in Italy. And both times we got to spend some quality time in the great city of London. Yeah… we wouldn’t be world travelers at all without Glen’s generosity.
We finally got to see Glen again when he came to Denver on business last week. Seems he’s been filling up his time founding companies, contracting with the US Navy to update all of their naval bases, having personal meetings with the Secretary of Defense… mundane stuff like that. Fascinating stuff, actually, and Glen’s a really great, down-to-earth guy to boot. We met up at Denver’s Aquarium, the facility that was raised from the ashes of insolvency by the Landry’s people. At the restaurant part of the facility, the ambiance was great… the food and service was just OK.

Monday, July 30, 2007
On the way back home from our meandering Oregon Trail/ Trout Fishing trip, we stopped at a pull-out on the beautiful WY130 Snowy Range Road. We could hear the stream from the road, and wandered down about 50 yards and Logan baited a hook with a worm… and the magic happened.
This was brook trout nirvana… eight brookies in about 10 minutes. See for yourself:
Friday, July 27, 2007
Our last leg of the Oregon Trail journey had us parting ways with the Trail to head southward into the Sierra Madre Mountains of Wyoming to meet up with a fellow busnut and his family and extended family for a weekend of fishing, eating, hiking, and more eating. Craig Shepard of MN kindly invited us to his annual family camping trip, and gave us exact GPS coordinates to find his spot just over Battle Pass on State Hwy. 70… and boy were those coordinates exact. After huffing and puffing our SpaceShip bus over the pass, about a mile later my new GPS software on the laptop said “turn left in 0.2 miles” and I turned precisely into the secluded spot to see Craig’s MC9 for the second time in as many months.
Craig was off fishing with the kids, but his wife Teri introduced herself and showed us a few places we could park and set up camp in their circle. And we quickly did just that.
