Here’s a very quick synopsis.
I got a new battery and a new fan. The fan’s name is Fran. Just kidding – that was for you, Lisa Barciszewski!
I saw a bear.
I ate Chex Mix for dinner because Laura Carter sent me this incredible snack box for my trip.
I had to stop to get my kayaks inspected so they don’t bring in mussels. Montana has its own anti-mussel immigrant wall. I’m calling them out on it.
And I’m camping in West Glacier, waiting for a blizzard. My only provisions are the snack box, peanut butter and jelly, and bourbon. That’s the truth. Remember, big ass funeral procession, people.