Life in the Slow Lane Just Gets Faster

WATER STILL TOO HIGH AND FAST ON THE BUFFALO, ABOVE, FOR FISHING/WADING SAFELY

DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS---maybe long days coupled with a short summer season---though nights are still very chilly---but life here, even at the edge of the wilderness soon becomes non-stop. Don't know how it happens. I arrive with a deliciously empty schedule, at least for a few days, and collapse into the wind and silence. Then without fail, balls start coming from all directions and I begin juggling them. They're all wonderful balls too. So many good people, places and things and what seems like so little time.

Now trying to get away to Ennis, Montanta for the day and night to meet one of my best girl friends, Edie, at her new fishing cabin on the Madison. A chance to get in some girl time before the summer gets away from us. She promises me wireless which is very spotty where I am. So I'll try to do a little photo blogging up through Yellowstone and into West Yellowstone, then north this afternoon. Hope to be in better touch later. And will be next week, when I move closer to town.