Tag Archives: Montana

Hoot Owl Fishing

I made a mistake. Actually two mistakes that compounded into one humiliation. Earlier this summer, when Odd Number expressed his desire to catch the largest Tiger Trout on record in Idaho, I had to burst his bubble by informing him there was no such thing, so he might as well go on a trophy snipe […]
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Room for Growth

We’re in Missoula for Her Royal Highness’s freshman orientation at University of Montana. We are clearly part of a generation of New Age Parenting, because I, too, am attending Families of Freshmen Orientation for 2.5 f—ing days. Here was my parents’ orientation: “Here is where your kid lives now, and here is a bill you […]
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More Microbreweries Than Dollar Stores

After the tiniest reprieve from hockey travels, we have resumed a steady schedule of consuming the earth’s resources gallon by gallon. By that I mean I’ve located some of the most backwater Podunk breweries in the free world. Here is a roll call of three ruralasaurus places with more microbreweries than Family Dollar stores. Ferdinand […]
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Whyoming

Iron Chef and I had the occasion to drive about 10 hours in an easterly direction from Podunk in search of some girls hockey action last weekend. Along the way, we made some exciting discoveries. Because round-trip tickets from Podunk to Gillette are such a hot item, I thought I would clue you in on […]
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Butte-ful?

Choosing a title for this post made me nervous, but I can’t afford a headline writer so there we go. If you found this post doing an internet search you shouldn’t have been doing, your bad. I’m writing about Butte, Montana. The thing is, Iron Chef and I travel to Butte on a fairly regular basis […]
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Havre, Here We Come

Havre, Montana is an 830-mile round trip from Podunk, so I thought I would go there for the weekend. Besides, my kid was playing hockey there. So, aided by Snow-o-Rama 2014, I hit the road with two 9th grade boys — Odd and his buddy Goalie. Thanks to a technological mishap allegedly involving Her Royal […]
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Warming Up at the Ice Rink

Yeah I know — hockey doesn’t conjure visions of warmth. But this is seriously messed up. My loyal and faithless readers (hey mom and dad!) will think I am making this up, but it finally warmed up to single digits below zero Fahrenheit here in Bozeman, Montana. As Her Royal Highness and I drove to […]
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Highway 12 — What an Obvious Choice

As geography would have it, to get to my new vacation oasis in Cottonwood, Idaho, I have to go through Montana. I hadn’t been on Highway 12 over Lolo Pass for a number of years, but I remembered it as a lovely stretch of blacktop that paralleled the Wild and Scenic Lochsa River, was rich […]
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Drastic Tactics

Our 15-year-old woman-child, Her Royal Highness, interrupts her beauty routine only to play hockey. Unless you count the aboriginal eyeliner visible beneath her face mask as a beauty routine. I personally find it frightening, but then again, I doll up with Chapstick. Hockey is why, fat after Thanksgiving, I woke up in a hotel room […]
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Flathead in the Rearview Mirror — On To the Bitterroot

It seems that 4 times/year, the Bitter Root Brewing Company lets their mighty chef Dan out of his cage to create out of this world food pairings for the brewery’s mighty fine beers. As you know, Salmonites consider themselves to be extreme southwestern Montana residents whenever it suits us. Such as, when we find out […]
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