This whole blogging from the wilds of Wyoming, that is.
I'm sitting in someone's house right now where a friend is house-sitting. It sits on the edge of the National Elk Refuge and if I bothered right now I could probably count elk and bison in the hundreds just by looking out the front window. More importantly, there's internet here.
So I post, sort of. I don't really have the time to compose anything of substance, but I am uploading some videos to my Vimeo page right now, so that's something. Hopefully I'll fugure out the whole internet-in-the-boonies thing before too long and I can get plugged back in. If I can get a good enough signal from Verizon, that may work out.
To explain my isolation a little better, I just got myself a PO box so I can get mail because there is no local delivery. The Post Office is just a fifty-yard walk away, right across from a single-bay fire station and an elementary school that has about 12 students. Other than that, there are a few other homes and nothing else.
Well I should head back up that way because it's getting dark now and dodging large animals in the gloaming is always a treat. In the meantime, my Vimeo page should be shortly updated with a couple of things I put together from my time in Utah last week. There's more to come (Oh boy!), but it'll have to wait until my next encounter with reliable internet.
I'm sitting in someone's house right now where a friend is house-sitting. It sits on the edge of the National Elk Refuge and if I bothered right now I could probably count elk and bison in the hundreds just by looking out the front window. More importantly, there's internet here.
So I post, sort of. I don't really have the time to compose anything of substance, but I am uploading some videos to my Vimeo page right now, so that's something. Hopefully I'll fugure out the whole internet-in-the-boonies thing before too long and I can get plugged back in. If I can get a good enough signal from Verizon, that may work out.
To explain my isolation a little better, I just got myself a PO box so I can get mail because there is no local delivery. The Post Office is just a fifty-yard walk away, right across from a single-bay fire station and an elementary school that has about 12 students. Other than that, there are a few other homes and nothing else.
Well I should head back up that way because it's getting dark now and dodging large animals in the gloaming is always a treat. In the meantime, my Vimeo page should be shortly updated with a couple of things I put together from my time in Utah last week. There's more to come (Oh boy!), but it'll have to wait until my next encounter with reliable internet.
9 comments:
Usually when I check my e-mail before going to bed on a Friday night I'm greeted by the sound of crickets chirping from my computer, so imagine how thrilled I was to see a collection of comments from you at The MG and the Wigshop.
Have you had any instances where a road was impassable because of large, hairy beasts?
Wow. Can you imagine going to school with only 12 other students?
Can't wait to watch the videos!
That's awesome. I say enjoy your freedom!
It's good to hear from you! Take care of yourself, and enjoy the quiet.
Aww, 12 kids at the school. I think there are more than that currently riding scooters down my street and shrieking. Wyoming sounds dreamy and peaceful.
Unable to read post. Keep looking at picture and thinking, "Wow!". Looks amazing. Tried rock climbing. Not something I'm totally comfortable with. I prefer indoor rock clibing just because it feels safer.
It looks like you're having a great time. It's beautiful there, thanks for sharing.
Glad you're there and having fun. And I agree with everyone else: a school with just 12 kids!
I love the word 'gloaming'. And thanks for the crotch shot.
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