I Haven’t Forgot To Blog... I Have Too Much To Do.

It has been a busy time since we visited so much of the western states during July. Wonderful trip and I would love the opportunity to share every campground, view, mountain range, and stuff we had to eat. Anyone (and that specifically means my family) that starts to look at it would be disappointed to tears. 

Others would close this site because it’s unless I'm sharing secrets like finds of hidden Mickey Mouses in Disneyland. All this stays the same. 

Go see the first KOA in Billings Montana. It's pretty wonderful. Lewis and Clark's Graffiti, Tags, and Scribble on the side of the bluff with the dates. I recommend it only because these will eventually be gone through erosion or human removal. Lots of the tags have been preserved by the government and cameras to prevent further damage to the site.

 I'm part Crow and I'm very sad that the Natives have decided to damage each monument. Sacagawea, the scout for Lewis and Clark was able to find her family and also is part of my family through marriage. The fur trapper Jean Baptiste, my uncle, "owned" her gave her to them and she took her one baby and was pregnant and went on the expedition and took them to the Pacific. I was thrilled to see one of the children's markers way out in Oregon. He lived a long life considering the circumstances. 

Sacagawea, depicted in a beautiful mural in the Rotunda of The Capitol Building. I praise her for her bravery, strength, and great skill and a much needed interpreter for Lewis and Clark.

 Maybe her life was good with Jean Baptiste Charbonneau, maybe not. But it had to be a trial necessary for her to be found. She had been kidnaped by another tribe and through Lewis and Clark was later reunited with her brother, now a chief with the Lemhi Shoshones.

Here’s her son’s grave and we put Sacagawea Quarters on his gave stone  

Sacagawea’s grave is inside Yellowstone. I truly believe there are pretty mountains, and trees, and lakes. The land is immense! It’s also a desert.

 

Some Things Are Really Heavy

 We’re at the beach house once again and in the early morning after taking a medication that’ll keep me awake all night, I decided I should put something in my blog about this particular stay. Here it comes…

This was fun painting circles

                          We have tons of sand

See the island ?

Kinda’ flat waves are unusual here and looks like a lake. So the fun begins and my nephew who’s a grandpa runs out to meet a great swim and gets sliced by a stingray. Used 170• hot water take the pain of the venom away. Works.

This was just the beginning 

This was actually 2 days ago and the sulfur smell was worse than the quake. My sister in law was talking to me in the living room and her eyes became huge-she was looking through me. We were close to the epicenter and felt the quake really jarring, not the rolly kind. So this poster says hurriquake. Yup! It was raining, smelling, small waves, and lots of dolphins jumping. I think the hurricane passed us. My family turned the cars around in case of a tidal wave. What a weird experience. We’ll be saying in years remember when Robert stepped on a stingray, the hurricane came, but just rained for one day? —Surfers all went home and we had that earthquake and not one thing fell; not even me?

Lost Kayaker

The fire department look for hours and hours and found the lost red 55 gallon barrel with a rope.

 

I should add all the kids, right? I will. All 50 of them and they’re not still! Where’s Dune?