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Hey.


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I am back from my far away adventures. Shiiiiit, so much fun. This world really is an amazing place. Sometimes it is easy to forget because we get so caught up in day to day life. I wish I was a gazillionaire so I could casually work and travel the world full time. I met a few really awesome people on my trip and that was refreshing. Refreshing because there are so many assholes in this world it is always good to meet someone worthwhile.

So anyway, the trip.......we went from my house onto I-5 through Ptown, Seattle, & Bellingham to spend the nightskees. Woke up, crossed the Canadian border. That shit sucked. It is no small deal to cross borders these days and those customs police are not much for friendly. But we made it without a search which was splendid because the car was PACKED. That sounds weird, packed full of our gear, not drugs . There really can be drawbacks to having dreadlocks and sterotypes are probably the biggest. Then we got to Vancouver which as it turns out is a big fucking city. Atleast it seemed like it. Good Times there for us. Good Good Times. Next day after some crazy adventures we went through the Kamloops up northeast to Jasper, Alberta and into the national park. To say the least it blew my mind. Wowy.

There was a huge storm that afternoon complete with some serious thunder and lightning. I love that shit. We stayed in a hotel because it was pouring rain. More Good Times. From there we went south or sooth as they say, all through the park. I did not see one single grizzly bear or black bear or any animal of real danger. We camped most nights and it was Beautiful. My dog got really cold at night so he had to wear my coat. Hehehehe. Dogs in coats are cute.

We did a backpacking trip to Hector Lake on Thursday and Friday. This was my sons third trip and my dogs first. They both did awesome, but my dog is a pain in the ass on his leash. It really was pretty crazy going out the first day. We got a late start and were not sure where the trailhead was so we just went in, with the huge mountain in front of us, a huge mountain behind us, and a compass. As it turned out we were like a half a mile from the actual trail, but we made our way straight through the woods. It really was a small miracle. We saw a lot of fresh bear, moose, and deer poop but not one animal. Thank goodness. I didn't need any bear rasslin. We also had to cross a river to get to where we were going. That was kind of intense but fun nonetheless. (oneword?) We finally made it out to the lake after loosing hope for a bit.....and my son got sick. Yup, barfarama. He got better the next day and was fine. Kinda weird.

When we registered to go into the backcountry, the lady told us nobody else was in that area which meant we had the whole lake to ourselves. The next day we went swimming nekid in one of the most beautiful and clean lakes I have ever seen. Good Times. The whole entire park really blew me away. Perspective adjuster for sure.

We then went through Banff and at this point found ourselves sayin eh alot. I can see that it makes sense. Those silly Canadians talk funny. And they sell gas by the liter. Silly.

Then the sad, sad time arrived when it is time to go home. I do love my home but I easily could've stayed for another month.

On our way home we went back across the continental divide, back through customs, which was way worse than Canadian customs. The guy was a complete asshole and afterall I was born and raised in this fucked up country. Fuckers, could atleast smile or something.

So we dropped down into Montana, through Missoula, west to Coure D'Alene, through Spokane, and south back into Oregon. That makes 4 states and two provinces. 2,533 miles. Fun I say.

Are any of you even reading this? I wonder . Who cares though . Haha. I have a shit ton of pictures that I have to sort through, so hold onto your hats for that. Eh?

Tell me how much you missed me and other random, fascinating facts about yo'selves. And now I must drink. I love vodka.