September 2019 – Michelle's WalkAbout

Professional Fuck-Off

Hey, you! Yeah, you. The one who does not know what day or time it is. You who has not one single thing to do and yet cannot manage even the smallest of commitments. No job, no school, no spouses or houses to take care of. No kids or pets or even a fucking plant….

Eh?

I just wanted a photo. You know, me in Canada after thousands of miles on the road. Commemorate being in this part of the world that in all likelihood I will not return to any time soon. A photo to show the distances I have traveled, the far North to the Keys of Florida. Mark…

Storms

I experienced my first and most dramatic storm yet. There was wind and there was rain and there was lightening and thunder. I mean the sort of thunder that shakes you to your core, that moves your bones, that reminds you just how vulnerable and small we really are. I left a beautiful and isolated…

Kindness

I need to be kind to myself. Not in some grandiose sort of way. Not in a deeply personal or psychological way. I mean in relation to my pilgrimage. I am currently in Cody, WY. I spent a week in Yellowstone. It was awesome and I did and saw and experienced a lot. It was…

Bridger Brewing

Bozeman, MT My first stop while in Bozeman. Underwhelmed. I mean, the beer was not bad, but it was not great, either. These folks need to pick one or two to be good at and focus there. The setting was adjacent to the Montana State University campus and there was a nice looking rooftop. It…

Miner Brewing

Black Hills, South Dakota I hit a beer desert for about a month. I left Montana and really did not find breweries or beer while in Yellowstone. I was excited to get back to a larger city where I assumed there would be decent beer. I was sorely mistaken. I tried three breweries: two were…

Falling Rain

It has been raining. Mostly light squalls that come and go. I spent an evening laying in my sleeping bag just listening. I mean, for the first time I can remember, just listening to the rain on the tent. It does make quite the cacophony as it falls. I noticed the pattern of stops and…

Helping a Biker

I was driving back to the small town in which I had spent the day. Earlier, I rode my bike into town, a mere 6 miles one way. The day was cooler for this time of year, intermittent clouds, and a mild wind. I was in need of this sort of movement for my body….

When the Stars Align

If you follow me at all, and I appreciate anyone who takes a peek at my ramblings, you know that I have been house and dog sitting in Montana while my friend celebrated her 60th birthday with her son at Burning Man. I arrived dead tired and dirty. I landed before they left, knowing I…

Millstone

Cody, Wyoming This is one of those happy accidents. I left Yellowstone this morning and had an incredibly amazing, but really long, drive out of the Park. I wanted to take a road that I had not explored before, so I chose the Chief Joseph Scenic Byway. Once out of the West Entrance of Yellowstone….