Davyd - a Teenager at Eight?

Before we left on the trip we set a goal that Davyd would hike eight miles since he was eight years old. He had hiked seven last year so it should be a breeze (never mind that now we were at 10,000 feet.) He amazed us all an merrily hiking a lucky thirteen. When asked for a highlight of his summer now he tells everyone " I hiked thirteen miles!"

Lynn and Roger Jackson (more Forest Service compatriots) were the most gracious hosts, inviting us into their home, baking us blueberry pie and ginger cookies and being wonderful trail guides.

And the second of the trips coincidences, Nancy Salminen was on a forest fire assignment in Red Lodge Montana and we got to share lunch, dinner (and a cold) together.

From Red Lodge went on to Bozeman, resting out heads at the Gallatin Gateway, an old railroad hotel and feasting on a delicious chili reannos. We spend two days touring Bozeman wondering if we could make it our home. The Museum of the Rockies and especially the Pioneer home is not to be missed. McKenzie River Pizza had the spring green salad with vinaigrette and Grape Nuts (!) - a delicious combination that we have now adopted replacing the Parmesan cheese in our garlic salad (see recipes) on occasion.