|Is this storm coming in or heading out?|
|Foggy binocs frustration.|
|Waiting, watching, trying not to be cold. How could we be this cold in July?|
(Oh why is this stillness, this softness with the present moment so accessible out here, but sometimes hard to find inside buildings, inside cities?)
Slowly, very slowly, there is a brightness that appears in the distance. Is it moving this way?
Ah blue sky- what are you even? A little patch. But there nonetheless.
|One, two, three, F-O-U-R goats.|
All it took was some waiting, some watching. Without the spotting scope, without that break in the weather, I'd never have seen them. How many things are like that? Without knowing how to look, without waiting for a clear view, you'd never even know that four goats were up there. I wonder how much more I'd see if I had this kind of patience in other situations.
|Socked in with fog the next morning. But ah the stillness.|
The Boundary Trail led 7.2 miles above the Middle Fork of the Flathead from Headquarters to the Harrison Lake Trail. Then it was 4.8 miles to the Harrison Lake Campground, and 0.5 miles beyond to the goat site.
|Along the Middle Fork of the Flathead.|
|Which is true. Here we are fighting through the bushes. The trail was only like this 75% of the time.|
|Harrison Lake- let's keep it quiet.|
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