Tuesday November 22nd me, Tess, Olive, Boston and Sailor packed into a borrowed Toyota Forerunner and started our 900 mile drive from Longmont Colorado to Stevensville Montana. I tell you what!!! I was extremely impressed and happy that our 4, 3, and 1 year old were absolute angels for 90% of that ride. Couldn’t believe it. Anyways… in Stevensville lives my brother and his family… his wife Jennifer, two boys Jonah and Oliver, and lil girl Sophie. Its been a year since we’ve seen them. Longest span ever and will never happen again.
Long story short this is a tip of the hat to my brother. An upstanding man whos heart is for God and family and works harder than anyone I’ve ever met. The boy is a forest fire fighter that risks his life and can run a 42″ chainsaw for 16 hours straight and not complain about the $16 an hour. I miss the hell out of him and hate that we live so far apart right now. We’ve got one of those bonds that in unexplainable and I tend to think that had to do with the way our parents brought us up. We were always together, always best friends, got in and out of many many predicaments.
So… last week we spent about 4 days in the beautiful mountains of Montana with a house full of kiddos which was just awesome and humbling to think we’re in charge of these little ones for some years. The wives had some good bonding time cooking up an amazing Thanksgiving dinner and me and Matt were able to go out hunting one morning and two afternoons, hiked up and down steep terrain covered with snow, came across wolf tracks and finally got us a deer.
Here’s a couple polaroids.