Photo By Steve — Sipping Emergers
Found the missing Hat and few new Friends ~
With Marc Payne from A Perfect Drift
I’ve been back for almost 2 weeks from my trip to Yellowstone and I’m still struggling to wrap up everything I experienced, participated and witnessed for the written word.
At this point I’d say I left my heart (once again) back in Yellowstone and I’m at odds with myself over being home. In the last hours before I made myself leave, I was entertaining visions of taking off into the back country on foot never to be seen again.
Being known as the crazy lady who can occasionally be glimpsed walking a ridge in Yellowstone has a certain appeal I can’t shake off.
I might have done it, disappeared into the wilds of Yellowstone, but Steve of Sipping Emergers – also known by me that entire week as ‘He who has the bear spray is my new best friend’ – was leaving as well. With his bear spray.
Someday….
The group of people I had the privilege of hanging out with for the week were amazing. It took less than an hour the first night to comfortably kick back in the knowing that I was with ‘my kind of folks’ and feel excited to see what the week would bring.
The week flew by with fly fishing, fish conservation, fish killing, a bear encounter, learning, exploring and a constant stream of laughter.
I’ll get to writing about it all.
As soon as I get visions of being an elusive Yellowstone hermit out of my mind.
Rebecca
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Glad you found your hat and looking forward to reading about Yellowstone. If you disappear into Yellowstone bring a good portable internet connection hub so we can read about your experience. That would be a good read for sure
A satellite hub and I’d be all set to hide out ~
The visor was found; that’s important. A great time was had by all; that’s exceptional. If you drop off the grid and become Ms. Jeremiah Johnson, all hell will break loose on a few of my websites. I want you to be happy, but I’m also selfish. Don’t go…
I can only imagine the mess you’d make of everything I’ve built if you were left to your own devices for even a month.
I won’t go…yet.
Pretty cool Rebecca. We all have that dream, countered by a dose of reality. If it’s not bears, it’s bugs or bills or family.
Is it overly cliche for me to mutter the words — “Reality Bites”
How is it that you and Emily always run into bears? I wander around the woods of Northern California and never see one. The only bear I get is mauling my trash can.
Mark
Well this bear encounter is really my first legit one for my lifetime. I’ve envisioned the scenario a thousand times, but what my mind always thought would happen vs. what actually happened was a lot different.
Mainly because my arse survived the ordeal. I learned a few lessons though and will write about it soon =)
I felt that way after last years trip…kinda still do. My wife would understand…wouldn’t she?
looking forward to the parts of the story that you don’t keep for yourself…
Cheers
I imagine the feeling never goes away and as Jason said above, the whole reality thing gets a bit in the way.
Then again, we could all make it a group effort, disappear into the Yellowstone wilds for a summer and give the tourists something to watch for on the mountain side besides bears.
I’m still day dreaming about walking off the gird….
Bec ~ The way I see it… Yellowstone is a hop, skip, and a jump for you and me. Hence, I am there next weekend for my b-day! The only thing I wanted was to head up to Yellowstone with my bear spray fastened over my shoulder and fish the Lamar. I did feel more in my comfort zone last time up…(ugh, June!) with the spray. But, I still can pass on seeing Yogi. Yellowstone is continued “learning”… Can’t wait to hear the rest!
Miss seeing you in Boise, but I am sure you can understand that now that I live just outside Yellowstone and ON the Yellowstone River that it is hard to pull myself away! You have a place to stay, rest, or talk stories ANY TIME you are up this way!
Glad you had a good time in Yellowstone. Look forward to hearing more of your adventures. But if I were you, I’d take Julie up on her offer…a lot…
So… Did I miss it? Where did you leave your hat and how did you get it back?