That’s the name of the little state park below the Ridgway dam. Less than half an hour from where I sit writing this in Ouray, it’s a terrific stretch of catch-and-release trout fishing. My parents are in town for about a week, so Dad and I went down there today …
Well, we’ve returned from our trip to the Larson family farm up near Sidney, Montana. A good time was had by all, I think, though we’re happy to be back in the place we love best. For my part, I particularly enjoyed the opportunity to do a bit of horseback …
We’re heading out to Montana this morning for Sherry’s family reunion at the farm. We’ll probably stay in Sheridan, Wyoming tonight. It is highly unlikely that we’ll have much in the way of internet for almost a week. Alas.
I’d say I should’ve been a lawyer, but I think I’d hate the drudgery. At any rate, today’s legal wrangling was a success.
Sherry’s mother has been planning to build a modest home on a piece of property she owns north of the city of Ouray, but her building permit to do so was recently rejected by the county planner. Since I’m in town, she asked me to help with preparing her appeal …