Eye Girl

This is Eye Girl. Also known as "The Princess". She's currently at school in Portland learning everything there is to know about corneas and lenses and eye boogers and the goopy stuff that's inside the eyeball. She's going to be world famous some day.


These were taken at a little party last year celebrating, among other things, my birthday. She was my lead trumpet player last year. There's a story about my missing goatee; if you really need to know, just ask. Out in Blogger World, she's known as just.a.girl. Go check her blog--it may make her update it more! I'll leave the belly button picture up as long as she'll let me.

North of Helena

These are pictures taken about 15-20 miles north of home. Alot of wonderful geology to explore. And it's part of the area that Lewis & Clark came through 200 years ago this summer. I don't really know how far off the river they got as they came through--probably not too far. They certainly missed alot!


This is looking south towards the Prickly Pear Valley (East Helena) from the top of Hogback Mountain. Helena is actually about 2 inches to the right of this picture.


Some of the limestone cliffs in the area. The geologic theme of the area is mainly built around miles and miles of these cliffs. Lots of mountain goats, too!


Different cliffs below Hogback. You can drive almost right up to these, walk around on the top of them, and look straight down. I swear to God--you can't see the floor of the forest below! It's amazing. Bone Girl will back me up on that!


This is a remote site along the Missouri River, about 15 miles from Helena. Surprisingly few Helenans know about this area. For those of you who know their Lewis & Clark--this is about 5 miles upstream from the Gates of the Mountains.

Bone Girl - My Best Friend

This is Bone Girl. She works at the prestigious Mayo Clinic in Rochester, MN. In the Orthopedic Trauma Center. She is my #1, very best, closest and dearest friend in the world. There is precious little that she doesn't know about me, and precious little I don't know about her. And there's not much that either of us wouldn't do for the other. Yes, she's 27. Yes, I'm old enough to be her father. Deal with it. And for the record--no we haven't. I do wish she were back in Montana though.


Dinner in Spokane before the Martina McBride/Alan Jackson concert while on her vacation.


Bone Girl in Glacier Park. Same vacation, but she went there alone.