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TheByc'sBlog My Many Hats 2008-12-09 8:39 AM Montana Camping, Part II Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: Content Read/Post Comments (0) |
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The Saga continues... We plan on sleeping in our tent, and waking up and making the best of Mike's birthday anyway. Brittany and Caitlyn slept in the little tent, right next to ours, where Mike, Mickey and I slept. well, I use "slept" lightly here. After a couple hours, was the first of 3 thunder/lightening/rain storms passing through. Mickey was a basket case, and the two of us could not settle her down. I decided it would be worth it to find her sedatives, so I went out in the rain, digging through camping boxes in the back of my other brothers (his name is Mikey) crew cab pick up. I cannot find the pills, but manage to pee and feel better. I get back into the tent, and Mike says he had brought those pills into the tent earlier. "why didn't you tell me that?" apparently I didn't ask. Anyway, I had always given Mickey 3 pills, hidden in a ball of cheese before, and the 3 didn't really help much. I had asked the vet about it, and was told that I could go up to 4 pills. So, here we were, in the middle of dark and hell, shoving these pills into the dogs gullet. I had no idea if she got them in or not, as she was gagging and wimpering as I was doing it. I felt one on the tent floor, and was able to reload it into her mouth. That dog went down nearly immediately and was out for the count, to the point that if we would have had a mirror to hold up to her nose, we would have. I ended licking my own filthy hand, and holding it to her nose, to feel the coolness of her breath to assure I hadn't killed her. ....night 2 down.... It gets hot fast in the mornings there. I needed another 3 or 4 hours of sleep, but of course, I can't do it, so I get up, and wander around, being the only one awake. I start a campfire, and get breakfast going. The layout is absolutely gorgeous. Beautiful country, and the creek water is clean enough to drink. On this day, we all start building the shed, and contemplate our options for getting home. The next day will be the Fourth, and everything in the little hick town will be closed anyway, can't do much of anything until Wednesday, so might as well just stay up there, and come down then. We give the dog 2 sedatives at a time for further thunder storms, which are frequent and fierce...lost track of days now... On Wednesday, Mikey takes my family down the hill to town. We leave Mickey with Karol. Mikey wants us to go to Fairview hot springs, and me and the girls are not against a hot shower, so off we go. The pools there are fabulous! Two regular pools (both huge) at 95 degrees, and two "hot pools" at 104 degrees. One of each is outside, the others indoors. Outside there is a giant tube slide that lands in a 95 degree pool. The girls each got to go down that tube slide twice, when the thunder/lightening storm came by, forcing us inside. WHile there, we realise that we have indeed crossed a time line somewhere in route, and have lost an hour of transmission shop hunting. So, off we go to Butte where we find several tranny shops. Bottom line at end of day, yes, we can fix the Jeep. It will cost $2,000 and be ready to drive away by the middle of next week. WHAT?!?! We need it by Friday afternoon to get home by Sunday. Our next option is to rent an SUV to go home. Funny thing about SUV rentals. You have to return them to the same shop that you take it from. No one way rentals. egads, our options are dwindling before our eyes. We go back to the campsite, defeated. On Friday morning, we take the camper off of Mikeys truck, so we can take it to town, and he can stay up there to help Gary finish the shed. Mike and I spend all day in Anaconda, trading in our broken down Jeep for a used Jeep. The newest one is Maroon in color, and a 1999. It isn't perfect, but it is more powerful V8 than the green one's V6. If nothing else we can sell it here for the same or a little more than we paid for it, and find a better option here at home. I cannot remember which nights we had the storms go through, and which (2) nights were easy. The food was good, but we didn't do much to help with the clearing of the land, not the building of the shed. I had bought tickets here at home for Silverwood Theme Park in Northern Idaho, and figured that the kids needed that one day of fun to make up for the crappy camping conditions they had endured. On way towards Idaho, I called to make hotel reservations, and found NOTHING available. We ended up finding one in Spokane, where we also have friends. I finally got hold of them, and of course they wanted us at their home instead of a hotel, but that was even farther away from Silverwood. We ended up leaving Mickey in their yard, instead of a boarding house for the day. We spent too long playing, and had to stay another night with them. It was all good, we were just 5 hours away from home. Who else comes home from a caming trip with a new Jeep Cherokee as a souvenir? |
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