Australia Day

WARNING: This post contains extreme paleness not suitable for all audiences. Hide yo kids, hide yo wife, and hide yo husband b/c this is happening...

If you're American then today was just another normal day, but for Aussies everywhere today is a day for beer, BBQ, & sunning yourself on the beach. Unless you find yourself as an Australian in Montana on Australia Day, like my friend Ashlin. In true Aussie form she wasn't going to let a little thing like the cold Montana winter from celebrating her country's day the way she has always celebrated it; in a bikini.

Never one to leave a friend hanging, I trekked up to Marion to celebrate the day w/ Ash as an honorary Aussie. 

Miss February for Musher Girls 2013

This weekend also coincided w/ the move of my dear friends as they're heading to southern Colorado to be closer to family (something I most certainly cannot fault them for). Along side the festivities we packed up most of the entire compound and took the dogs out on my last run w/ Quinault [in Montana]. 

It's going to be incredibly hard to see them go, but only until our next adventure. 

Sunny Winter Days

Blue skies are a rare sight during winters in Montana, so you need to make the most of your time & enjoy them while they exist, regardless of how much other stuff you should be doing.

Welcome to 2013 (& the rest of your life)

The last thing I did before leaving my house this morning was post to my Facebook "may this not be my first and last day of 2013." What I probably should of done after that was call my mom & tell her I love her & not to worry her little head about me today (although, I think she wakes up almost every day & immediately begins to worry about what sort of "adventure" have I gotten myself into on any given day). Instead tho, I climbed into the front seat of my friends Subaru & we took off for the Montana/Idaho border at Lolo Pass. 

This particular area holds a special place in my heart as it was involved in numerous events in my life like my first snowshoeing trip, hot springs, many hikes, camping, and most importantly, the trip that first brought me to Missoula when I was 10.

Today I was set to add another important event to my life, my first trip backcountry skiing. After resuscitating my feelings for skiing this past weekend, it was believed to be a good idea that I jump head first into the powder of the Rocky Mountains (Something I ended up taking very literal on a few of my tumbles, including a double eject. Go me.) by going backcountry skiing.

This sort of skiing involves hard work "hiking" or skinning to the top of a mountain before flying down the mountainside on the same skiis you used to get to the top. It requires pushing your body to it's limits, but the payoff is remarkable as the views are breathtaking and the adrenaline addicting.

Perhaps once Mi Baja is fully paid off, it's time to start looking into acquiring my own gear. I think I could enjoy this, but I'm def going to need to go a few more times this season to be sure. Right? :-D

Charlie - I told you Bosco does everything I do. :)

HAPPY NEW YEARS 

to my friends & family. May 2013 be filled w/ love & laughter.