6/29/18 Fri
I was wondering why yesterday’s steps were so low. I found my notes and I’ve listed the wrong number of steps for a number of days. Huh. Well, yesterday was 37,640 and 244 “floors climbed.”
What’s your take on this?
Take it to the bridge
St. Ansel said onto thee, “Jay, go to the bridge and take pictures.” So I went to the bridge and took pictures. The bridge being the one across the stream between Josephine and Swiftcurrent lakes. I took pictures with a Canon 16-35 lens at 21 and 28 mm at different exposures and different f-stops. Then I took pictures with a 21mm lens and a 28mm prime lenses at matching exposures so I could compare results later. Then I took some pictures with a polarizer and then some with a neutral density filter (long exposures), and then I did a panoramic. So, at 70 exposures and counting, I pleaded, “St. Ansel, when should I stop taking pictures?” There was no answer. “Please, St. Ansel, show me a sign.” It started to rain.
It looks like Photobucket is putting their footprint on photos so I’ll try a different site. The first (6s exposure with a polarizer) is my favorite. The second and third are with an ND filter (30s exposure) and are my next favorite.
On the way back to camp, I came across a guy fishing (maybe it was two). “How’s the fishing?” About all I remember is the answer was good. Back at camp, I remember seeing the guy walk by the campsite and a while later there was a commotion.
Take it easy
This is a “bartender’s guide to Glacier,” so I better show some booze shots. Obviously white Russians (with milk instead of cream) were on tap along with some Surley Furious and cribbage. (No surprise if you’ve been following the report.) Note that Julie is beating me by 50 points. As a point of reference, 25 points is an ass-kicking. The remaining photos are by Julie.
Take it back
We learned the guy fishing was cleaning a fish at his campsite and a griz tried to take the fish. He used bear spray, but the bear eventually circled around and intimidated him out of the fish.
http://www.dailyinterlake.com/local_new ... estriction
(Note that bear spray sitting on a picnic table is useless when there is a bear standing on the same picnic table. Just sayin’. Also, we have received a written warning by rangers not to leave a table cloth on the picnic table, but the ranger said that cleaning a fish at your campsite was “proper” procedure. Again, just sayin’.)
Take off
Unfortunately, the rangers gave us this info at about 6 pm and instructed us that we had to leave the campground or sleep in the car, but we could have a campsite at Two Medicine. (St. Mary was also an option, but I wasn’t interested in St. Mary.) For us, it takes quite a while to pack up and wedge everything into the proper place in the car. I’d guess it takes two hours to tear down and pack up, and then an hour drive (or more) to Two Med, and then probably 90 minutes just to get set up in a new location. Julie went over to the Motor Lodge and found a cabin. She had been chatting up the staff all week and wrote up a very positive review, so they were willing to hang onto the room until she checked with me. She went back and some people were pissed she was getting a room when they were there “first.” (That took some explaining.)
I asked for a refund on the campsite and the ranger said that wasn’t possible. When I said that legally they were charging for a service they weren’t providing, they turned me over to another ranger. She had me fill out some paperwork and four months later, we still haven’t seen a refund.
Nature takes it’s course
Well, we went for health food: pizza and beer….and potato chips. After finishing dinner, I sealed up the pizza but I forgot to seal the chips. Not long after going to bed, a mouse found the chips and was making some noise. I couldn’t figure out what it was because it sounded like the noise was from outside. I’d get up and it would stop; I’d go to bed, and it would start again. Then I opened the door to the bedroom and found the sound was from inside the cabin. To make a long story short, I put the food in the car (eventually throwing away the chips) but the mouse was still scurrying around the room. Julie slept like a log; Jay slept an insomniac.
Steps: 17,912
Tomorrow’s moving day. Time to turn over the campground to the rv’ers. My prediction was the campground would be closed to tents for three to four weeks. That’s long enough to make a legal argument that they took appropriate precautions.
Cynical? Nahh. Realist.
Jay