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But I could still peek through the window at the grizzly bear exhibit.
The sign was originally two-sided, but someone stole the back of it about 15 minutes after they set it out!
For five bucks! What am I, made of money?
Willy saw me strolling by and called out to me: "Hey, come on over and have some dinner!" So I did. I also got some fresh produce from his new terraced hillside garden: carrots, radishes, lettuce, and spinach.
From left to right: Carol, Anna, Carson, Willy
But this patient fellow just stayed perfectly still for me.
St. Ignatius's water supply is contaminated with E. coli, but this spring a few miles outside town runs clean and cold, straight out of the mountain. I would have missed it if it weren't for a couple of locals filling up water bottles here.
Madan is my buddy from New York, but he grew up in Montana. I knew he was coming out to visit friends and family sometime soon, but I didn't know any other details. Then, all of sudden, he and his friend Callee showed up on a gravel road in the middle of the woods, bearing knishes from New York! They walked with me for a while, and we ate lunch together in St. Ignatius, where I had my first huckleberry product: a milkshake.
Someone placed them at the base of quite a few mile markers along Highway 200 (at least 13 and counting).
Not Perma Mountain.
(Perma is actually the name of the community where this business is located.)
Remember ol' Norbert from way back in eastern Pennsylvania? I stayed with his family in the house where the guy tried to shoot his daughter back in the 30s. Well, I met his brother Mike this morning! Mike was heading home to Spokane when he spotted me walking down the highway, so he pulled over to say hi and make a contribution to my restaurant fund. Can you see the resemblance to Norbert? It was very apparent in person.
I was filling up water bottles at this spring when I met Curtis, who just stopped by on his way back to Portland. He had been playing bass in a nearby baroque music festival. Perhaps we'll run into him again on down the line...
With one particularly large piece of wood protruding from it. You can see the mother (I guess) circling around.
I accidentally snapped this photo, but it looks more dramatic than the one I intentionally took.
(The first word is "ENTERING".)
