"The core of man's spirit comes from new experiences."
~Christopher Johnson McCandless
Well, my friends, the call of the open road has captured this gypsy again. I have an offer from a friend to come spend some or all of the holidays in Montana (Missoula, to be specific), and I just can't refuse. My inner child is itchin' for some real snow to frolic in... one of the things I've missed most since I left Michigan two decades ago. Besides, I've never been to Montana and I've always wanted to go. So, why not? Why not, indeed.
Birddog's been howlin' and prowlin' and hollering my name lately too - just begging to be let loose like the mile-chasin' dawg she is. Missoula is a mere 6-7 hour drive from here, so I'm thinkin' I'll just load up and fly off into the East come Christmas Eve.
In preparation, I've been re-watching my DVD's of Lonesome Dove. I watch the series about once a year. Woodrow, Gus and the gang feel like old friends to me... so I have to visit every now and again.
I'm going to lunch with a friend this afternoon, and then I think I need to find some boots. A gal can't tromp through the snow properly without boots, and I have no snow gear to speak of whatsoever.
Who knows, maybe I'll find my new home. Maybe there's enough wide open sky in Montana for this Gypsy.
Men go back to the mountains, as they go back to sailing ships at sea, because in the mountains and on the sea they must face up."~Henry David Thoreau