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Chicago - "It's big, tough, opinionated, and everyone's got a story"

Anthony Bourdain

I couldn't have said it better myself. From the moment I entered the city, I knew I was in for an experience that I'd become unfamiliar with - a bold, loud, active city. Being from Seattle, I am not stranger to the the hustle and bustle of traffic, pedestrians, noise, and so on of a big city. But, if you've been following along, you'll know that I haven't been inside one for several months. In fact, most of my trip has been in remote, nature dense areas, or small towns outside of major metro areas. As I was driving into the core, I felt myself overcome with anxiety. It was stressful to navigate the busy roads while also watching out for people crossing whenever they choose. I've spent half my life in California and half my life in Seattle, and let me tell you - Chicago has by far the worst traffic & pedestrian behavior I've ever encountered. Even at 12:30am, it was bumper to bump, active construction everywhere, and people running across 6 lane roads. WHY.

I'll cut to the chase and let you know that I largely did not enjoy my time in Chi town. The aforementioned chaos coupled with upper 90s temps and 90%+ humidity, it's gonna be a no from me dawg. Interestingly enough, this was not my first visit, and in fact, I enjoyed it so much last time, that I committed to a whole month's stay (the first time on this adventure!) I'll spare too much more whining, because the time definitely had some major highlights. On top of the parts that I enjoyed, I did take a much needed 'real vacation' and went back to Montana for some alone-with-my-thoughts time, and got to see some friends as well.

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'A friend has joined your party!'

Surprise! I've had two very welcome additions to the trip! 'Aa' and Mochi are now permanent members of my journey. Chicago was our first joint stay, and I'm pleased to say that living & driving together - with two dogs - couldn't have gone more smoothly. It takes a special type of friend to just fall into new routines with ease, and I'm so grateful we've got that! 🌈

We went on a 9mi bike tour around the city and got to see all the famous architecture, landmarks, the "coast" line, and some famous venues. Check out Bobby's Bike Hike if you want to have your own experience!

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Inspiring Art

We got a chance to see the awe inspiring Obama portraits. The entire exhibit chronicled their life stories as well as the journey to create each painting. I was brought to tears thinking about the journey our country has been on in the last couple of decades. I am grateful to have been alive during their era.

In addition, the museum also featured a broad array of other cultures and artists. Another favorite was Bisa Butler's quilted portraits 'that reimagine and celebrate narratives of Black life.'

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More Live Music & Friends!

'Market Days' is Chicago's annual LGBT+ street fair and music event, celebrated in the North Halstead neighborhood. Not only was it a thrill to finally celebrate a sense of Pride again, but we had the chance to meet up with a friend of mine from College, Greg, who lives in Chi town and was gracious enough to show us around, introduce us to Malort, and dance to the sadhappy sounds of Grayson Chance out at the fair.

I also lost my phone this night - but thanks to modern technology, was able to retrieve it from a local bar the next day!

After reliving these stories while I shared them here, I've had a change of heart about how I feel about the Chicago leg of this trip. My mind sometimes has a tendency to fixate on the things that detracted from my experience, rather than highlight the bright spots that took place throughout. At the end of the day, I had an enjoyable time exploring parts of the city and getting to do life again with one of my closest pals. I'm appreciative for the time - even though my general sentiment is still: Thank you, next!

St. Louis - what if you're not a sports fan?

What I learned about St. Louis was - if you're not into sports or beer, there's not a lot going on. I tried, I really did, but the heat, humidity, and constant cicada alarms were all too much for me. St. Louis was a semi-last minute switch in the plan, because I couldn't find anywhere agreeable to stay in Milwaukee, and I'd be lying if I said I was glad for the change. Despite my general disinterest, I managed to get out and have a pretty good time.

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Live Music!

If you know me, you know that music, and especially live music, are a monumental part of my life. In the before-times, I used to travel annually for ABGT to some far off place around the globe. On top of that, visiting local venues and spending a considerable amount of energy to ensure I get the best tickets, to see my favorite artists, in digital queues gives me considerable, meaningful rush. So it may go without saying that losing this ability during the pandemic was seriously soul crushing.

Thankfully (one upside of lighter COVID restrictions in other states) an all time fave of mine, Deadmau5 happened to be be kicking off his latest tour in a brand new event center just outside St. Louis! I was able to get dressed up, have a drink, and dance the night away alongside my fellow party-goers. I was so thankful for this slice of normalcy, even though masking up was most definitely still a thing for me, most of the time.

Exercise & Exploration

I spent a significant amount of time moving my body. I went for a lot of walks with Blue, both around the neighborhood and in parks around the city. Given the weather, these were quick jaunts, but it was nice to get outside nonetheless.

I really enjoyed the brick buildings that made up most of the neighborhoods. Many of the homes had ivy, white trim and solid red brick walls. Amidst the neighborhoods was always a church. They were often elaborate, large cathedral type buildings.

Lastly, I also started working out regularly! Planet Fitness has been my go-to time killer and I am really enjoying lifting and seeing my body and mind shift with the new routine.

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National Park Visit!

Did you know the famous arch is actually a National Park? I didn't realize until I was planning my trip. Driving into the city you can see it tower above most of the other buildings, and it sticks out strangely in the middle of a downtown core.

The arch is over 600ft high and is primarily accessed by a elevator/escalator/ferris wheel hybrid system. You have to crawl into this tiny box, through a tiny elevator door, and watch the gears and pulleys go by as you climb the tower on either side over the course of 4 min. I do not recommend if you're claustrophobic. From the top, you can see the the whole city on one side and the river on the other. Due to COVID you only get to spend about 5 minutes up there, so know before you go.

Prior to the climb, I got dressed up (again!) took myself out to dinner and a drink and enjoyed another slice of "normal life." I'd had a tough day as I really started to fall into missing home and my people - the restaurant I went to reminded me of Capital Hill and it was a glorious summer night. That being said, it was nice to get out and go on a unique adventure.

Will I visit St. Louis again? Unlikely. I ended up leaving a few days earlier than planned because 1. I thought I'd been followed up from one of my walks and 2. they were implementing a mask mandate again in a couple of days, which indicated to me that the gen pop was not vaccinated nor abiding by safety rules.

If you're into sports (Cardinals, Cubs, etc) or really care about beer (Anheuser-Busch plant is there too) you might have a fun, long weekend checking it out. I don't recommend the dead of summer if you can't handle high temps and high humidity.

MPLS

WOW - so behind still! Considering the Rapid City tire fiasco, I somehow still managed to make it to MPLS on the day I'd originally planned. It was a very long, 11 hour drive, but I made it! I spent my weeks the spare bedroom of a woman's apartment in a town outside the city called Monticello. It was quaint and comfortable, but not without oddity. The owner of the apartment was... I'll just say unlike anyone I was used to.

First things first, she was very friendly and welcoming. She gave me a tour of her home and let me know that I could treat it like my own and be comfortable. She had a home gym setup in the living room, which sparked an instant curiosity in me, as my fitness has become a critical part of focus over the last few months. We chatted about health, fitness, yoga, meditation, etc - all things that we have shared interest in. I asked her, as a local, what she recommended I check out, and how the COVID restrictions looked around these parts. She proceeded to share that she thought the "whole thing" was bullshit and masks weren't required anywhere, "thank goodness." "I never wore a mask, and I've been perfectly fine. The way I see it, mind over virus! Those who stress so much about it are bound to get sick because stress depletes the immune system. I take my health very seriously and I've managed to not contract it, even while not wearing a mask." My internal reaction: 😲😒😨🤯. Oh. Hell. What have I gotten myself into? Needless to say, I pretty much hunkered down in my room anytime I was "home" and avoided conversation as much as possible. Normally, I would be likely to try and engage in a discussion about these things, but given that I was living with her, I avoided it. Count this as the first time my PNW progressive (read: I believe in science) bubble had been popped by someone in my immediate vicinity that I couldn't just walk away from. There was another conversation at another point in the trip where she told me that sexism and racism in the workplace were self inflicted. Wrong energy, GOODBYE.

Outside this chaotic mental gymnastics, I enjoyed my stay and appreciated the neighborhood for what it was. I've been enjoying towns outside of the big cities and venturing in when it suits me.

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A Girl About Town


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Remembering George Floyd


A Quick Return

It seemed only fitting that after hitting a milestone, back in mid-June, I should probably head back to Seattle 😋 After my visit to Rapid City, I decided to skip Sioux Falls fly home. Two of my closest friends were having moments and I felt compelled to return, even if just for a brief time. My intention was for both of these friends to be completely surprised, but one needed the news a little sooner than the other 💙

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The Logistics

There were several firsts involved in this trip that made it a little more difficult than your average 3 hour flight. First, I hadn't been on a plane since Feb 2020. Obviously everything was different now, and while fully vaccinated, it was still really nerve wracking to make that kind of move. I have been on long and many a flight but it felt foreign to me. It was also my first time flying with Blue! I had to find him the right size carrier, ensure his anxious little could handle it, and that we wouldn't struggle through any significant inconveniences while without Tesha and all our stuff. And finally, what to do with Tesha! I decided to park her at the airport in long-term parking against my better judgement...but what else was I going to do with her?

Long story short, everything was perfectly fine and worked out extremely well. There was the part that upon returning to Rapid City, I found Tesha with a totally flat tire and got to have the great experience of getting towed, grabbing a last minute hotel, and then stressing over "am I going to have to buy 4 new tires tomorrow?" Fortunately, I did not, and we were back on our way with only about a 5 hours of schedule.

The Events

My dear soul sister was having a really tough week. I'd already had the trip planned, but I let her in on the secret to give her something to look forward to. The distance was dreaded for us, and has been tough at times, but we agree that we're spending more time 'together' (texting, video calls, etc) than we did when I was 2 miles away! So while that's been working okay, we both needed to hug each other while there was just a lot of heavy shit going on in both of our lives. I stayed at her house, we did some lunches, dinners and walks together like old times (a whole 6 weeks ago 😂) and it filled our souls to the brim (sorry sis, I'm speaking for you too on this one!)

One of the coolest parts of our time together was accompanying her for her FIRST TATTOO. I'm no stranger to ink and she's been nervous about it as long as I've known her, so this was a big deal. You'll see in the pictures that we each got something special to us - she got "Breathe" in a spot she can always look at, and I got "Dream On Little Dreamer" over my heart.

A reflection on this relationship: for as long as we've known each other, it's always been special and got deep quick. It's evolved over the years from I felt was mentor mentee/ big sis little sis to a true life partnership. We're two sides to the same coin, and I feel that we've both taken the best parts of each other and made them part of ourselves. I loved sharing this experience (and every experience together) with her and it's certainly a highlight of the trip so far, even though I was back in Seattle!

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Moment #2 was my best boy's birthday! While not a milestone perse, it was still a perfect excuse to adventure back home. As per is tradition, another friend and I ordered a vegan cake from Cakes by Squirrel, tasty and customized with an inside joke. The two made plans to get together previously, and my dear one had no idea I was in town. Naturally, since I had Blue with me he was part of the plan too. I snuck over with our other friend, came in hiding behind him and let Blue run into the apartment. "What the Hell!?" was all I could hear from the entryway, but quickly followed by a big "SURPRISE" and lots of smiles and laughs and hugs. For the rest of the night, we imbibed on delicious food, wine, cake, and bullshit tv like I said, as is tradition! It was well worth the

little pop-in, to wish my homie a special day, and give his puppy a big hug.

Last but not least was Blue's birthday! This could have happened anywhere, but it did feel a little extra special since we were "home." He was treated with a cake, a new squeaky toy and many photos taken 😍 I love my little Baby Man!

Right of Geographic Center

As of Rapid City, South Dakota, I crossed the center line of the US! This marks only 25% completion of the route, geographically, but still a milestone worth noting. I only spent a week here, with mostly specific sites I intended to visit. It's been one of the more unique and interesting spots so far for sure.

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Badlands National Park

This place felt like Mars, if Mars had been terraformed (I assume). It was dry, hot, vaguely lush, and not super populated. Unlike the other parks so far, I didn't spend a significant amount of time hiking and exploring, as the aforementioned characteristics were a too rough. I managed to get out on a short little loop hike, and stopped more than a dozen times for photos and landscape admiration. Blue was with me this time too, so although pups aren't allowed to be on trails, we did sneak a few out-of-the-car moments together 🐾

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Mount Rushmore

Indeed, I paid $10 to park, walk 100 yards, and take a picture of myself side-eyeing and flipping off the OG white dudes of this country. Yeah yeah they formed the country, but as we all know this country is problematic AF. Tourist-must-do ✅

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Chief Crazy Horse Monument

Okay now this monument was much more special and memorable. However, it's worth pointing out that Mt Rushmore took 14 years to complete, and Crazy Horse has been under construction for over 70 and is nowhere near completed. Like I said, we're problematic as fuck. I hope to see it finished in my lifetime, but we'll see....

He took up arms against the United States federal government to fight against encroachment by white American settlers on Native American territory and to preserve the traditional way of life of the Lakota people. He died resisting imprisonment.
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There was one special part of the trip that was unexpected and took place right outside my Airbnb. I experienced, maybe for the first time in my life a serious thunderstorm - complete with lightning bolts, bone-shaking thunder, and hail. At first it was scary - it was nighttime and the sky was dark and cloudy with incessant flashes lighting up the whole sky, but when the bolts started appearing, it got fun and interesting. Blue in all his small-dog bravery sat on the porch with me for over an hour watching the sky rumble over and over. I could see other people coming out of their apartments or peering out their windows marveling at this natural fireworks show. I don't know if they were locals or visitors like me, but as someone who is used to the misty nonsense rain of Seattle, this was a welcomed interlude to the hot, dry days.

Skip to about the 1 min mark for the sound of a lightning bolt hitting the parking lot (not shown unfortunately) and me comforting Blue (and myself.)

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Wyoming (mostly) Wasteland

Sheridan, Wyoming

After my NW National Park tour, leaving Yellowstone, I continued on my eastbound path. Next up was Sheridan, Wyoming. Now, this was meant to be purely a stopover; a place for me to work during the week so I could stay put and then travel and explore on the weekend. Well... it was just that. I was only there for a total of 6 days, and frankly the weekend couldn't come soon enough.

First of all, I wasn't actually working (more on that in a later post) and I hadn't planned anything to do other than work and then move on. And it was GOD AWFUL hot. I hadn't experienced north of 80 degree temps since last summer in Tahoe. It was a dry, painful 97 with no AC, no fans in the house and nowhere to escape to since it felt like a nowhere 'city.' I will mention, the reason I picked Sheridan was two fold. First, there's a Supercharger there so I knew that no matter what I ended up getting up to I would have easy access to charging. Secondly, it was about halfway between Jackson and Rapid City, where I was headed next.

Despite the overall "this was a waste of time" vibe I felt about my week in Sheridan, there were some high points worth mentioning.

  1. The lilac bush - right outside the entrance of this airbnb there was a large lilac shrub. The owner had put a little table and chair right up against the bush and this is where I spent most of my time when it wasn't sweltering outside. It smelled absolutely magical. I felt at peace sitting next to it, getting to experience the delightful fragrance anytime there was even a light breeze. Bonus detail: a week or so before I left Seattle, I got a new tattoo - it was Lilac & Gooseberries (if you know, you know). I'm in love with the artistry of it, and despite the undesireable circumstances of my stay, I still felt like I was meant to be there.

  2. The yard - like the Missoula spot, there was a big field behind the house. This gave Blue and I easy access to fetch and zoomies time whenever we felt like. I would also drag his fluffy bed outside with me and he would curl up in it, or in the grass, while I admired the lilac. I feel grateful for this space as he's not a fan of the car, nor sitting around all day.

  3. A catch up - I got a chance to have an extended video call with some of my oldest friends. It was one of those calls that you think might only be a few minutes long, on one topic in particular, but evolves into multiple hour life updates. I've known these two since middle school (they've been "married" since age 2005 and actually married since 2015). The intentional topics we started with weren't the most uplifting or positive, but I appreciated that despite time and distance, my gal pal still leans on me for certain perspective and advice. Mental health treatment, family drama, systemic racism and sexism to name a few. Eventually, her other half joined the call and we talked about work, career life, difficult people, etc. While it was rather heated (we were all riled up) I appreciated their ability to listen, weigh in, and support me with the little context I was able to share.

Devil's Tower National Monument

Devil's Tower earns its own section because it was one of my most anticipated visits in addition to the NPs. For years, I've seen videos and stories of people rock climbing up this strange beast of a rock formation, and it's fascinated me. It was going to be really hot on the date of my planned visit, so I got my ass out of bed at 5:30am (unheard of) to make the 90ish minute drive to arrive before the heat and the crowds arrived.

There's a 1.5 mile hike around the base of the tower, and it winds through some sparse woods, and is on a bit of a cliff that looks out over a nearby Western-esque town. There were only a few other pairs or small groups there, so I was mostly able to enjoy the solitude. There are tales of alien activity around the tower, so I wore my Grogu shirt, alien-eye glasses, put my hair in space buns, and got on theme. This was cute and all, but I learned when I got there that this time of year, near the summer solstice, is a sacred time for native tribes in, around and rom the area. The tower held more significance in those moments than a silly urban legend. I felt sort of stupid, but carried on and took some themed photos. Because of this sacred time of year, there is also a voluntary no-climb rule to honor the space. So no climbers. While I was originally hoping to see a few, I was actually glad I didn't.

It's a wild sight to see this large, geometric pillar coming out of the ground, all on its own. The cultural significance and peace I felt while there was an unexpected blessing.

NW National Parks

Being from Washington state, I've been to my fair share of National Parks, State Parks, National Forests, etc. I was fortunate to be able to get out to the Hoh Rainforest in Olympic National Park just a few weeks before I left, Mt. Rainier a few before that, and I spent time in North Cascades throughout college and the last handful of years.

It was only natural that I may visiting National Parks a main point of my travels. I don't plan to visit them all, but any that fall along my route or are not too far out of the way, I will absolutely be visiting.

During my first 6 weeks, I visited a different park every weekend! Here's the rundown...

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Glacier National Park, Montana

Glacier was first on my list and definitely my most anticipated. It's located in northern Montana, about 3 hours from Missoula. I trekked up there my second weekend of my stay.

Pups aren't allowed in NPs, so I had to board him - for the first time ever! I will admit that I cried for 15 minutes in the parking lot after I dropped him off while being consoled on the phone by a friend. He's a one year old little guy and it was scary to leave him! Spoiler alert: he was totally fine and as excited as he was to see me, he barely wanted to leave with me when I picked him up.

I secured a campsite about 20 minutes outside the park, at an RV Park/Campground. This is a perfect solution for an EV because with the proper adapters you can charge at the 30 or 50amps, which is exactly what I did. This was also my first time sleeping in the back of Tesha! I picked up a Tesmat, which is designed to perfectly fit in the back with the seats folded down. Throw some sheets, blankets, and my comfy bed pillow on there, turn on Camp Mode, and it's an absolute dream. The only thing missing is window shades to block the early morning sun, but nothing an eye mask can't solve.

As I was driving into the park, I was overcome with intense emotion. The views in front of me were awe-inspiring and I was struck with the reality that "I really am doing this" and I felt like one bad ass, independent B. It was incredible to be able to have a new, bold experience after the 14 months of lockdown in my 600sqft apartment.

Glacier implemented a reservation system this year because of the high number of visitors - fortunately I snuck in before the date this was set to start. Though, only about 40% of the main road through the park was open due to snow at higher points. On the first day, I drove as far as I could, intending to hike Avalanche Lake. Well, everyone else had the same idea. I turned around, headed to a different spot in the park and started up toward Fish Lake.

I'm not going to belabor this hike because the payoff was not really worth it. The highlight of the trek was that it was really steep, and a longer hike than I'd done in a while, but I pushed through and prevailed - a proud accomplishment for sure.

When I got done, I popped over to a lodge to grab a snack, sit for a while and admire the beauty that is Lake McDonald and the surrounding peaks. I decided to head back to Avalanche to try and sneak in that hike for dinner and sunset. The hike was only about 2 miles each way and I could see why so many folks prioritized it earlier in the day. Fortunately for me, I think I made the better call. As I crested the final slope to the lake, once again I was hit with intense emotion at the majesty. I really had no words, only tears. I walked along the shore for a while, trying to escape the crowd that was forming on the beach, found a large rock a little ways into the water and settled in. I brought my camp stove and a meal, made myself some dinner and hung out for about an hour until it started getting dark. To this day, this was one of my favorite moments & memories from this trip.

Day two was just a few hours of driving around in another part of the park, off the main road. I stopped to admire the scenes and take a few photos, then headed south out of the park and back to Missoula.

On the way out, I stopped at Glacier Distilling right off the highway. I intended to buy a bottle for one of my coworkers, and ended up doing a brief tasting and purchasing some for myself. Alex, the bartender was really friendly and knowledgeable, and we talked about his journey from Arizona to living and working in the parks in MT. Goals!

If you have a chance to journey out to Glacier - I HIGHLY RECOMMEND IT. Try to get yourself tickets to get through the whole park, and spend at least 3 days there.

Grand Teton National Park, Wyoming

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The following weekend, I departed Missoula (sad face) and headed south to Victor, Idaho where I spent the weekend trekking back and forth Grand Teton NP!

Quick story before I dive into the park. During the drive, I had one of the scariest experiences of my life! Even though it was late May, the mountain passes between Montana and Wyoming were cold. Small detail about batteries, they do not do well in the cold. I had to fully charge Tesha 3 times (~300mi) and was nearly depleted between chargers, even though they were less than 150 miles apart. This sucked, but was not the scary part. On one particular pass, the higher I got, the lower the temperate. The coldest was about 23 degrees. The roads were only lighting covered with snow, but very incredibly icy. There were almost no other cars on the road, but I still had to drive very slowly. It was also snowing/sleeting and as soon as precipitation hit my windshield it would freeze. My windshield wipers crusted over with snow more than a handful of times, and I had to pull over and scrape it off so I didn't lose visibility completely. Mind you, I was dressed in leggings and Birks because it was 60+ degrees in Missoula. Anyone who drove by likely thought I had a death wish. So there I am, driving very slowly, watching my windows freeze over and my battery depleting quicker than I'd ever seen. Last thing I wanted was to get stranded in this scenario. Throughout the drive, I also lost traction a few times - something that is really hard to do in a Tesla. Granted, I was probably driving too fast for the conditions (no more than 40mph, but still). At one point, a small Uhaul truck sped past me on the left side, blasting my windshield with slush and grime. I could see and hear it crack and freeze almost immediately, right as I lost traction again. I say with no exaggeration that I was sure I was going to die. I screamed, white knuckled the steering wheel, leaned gently on the break and hoped for the best. Needless to say, I am very much alive, but I had to give the grim reaper a huge middle finger to get him off my back. Poor Blue was buried in his car seat under a blanket, and bless him, he was very consoling once I regained composure and dug him out of his hideout.

So anyway - I rolled into Victor, dropped Blue at his weekend getaway, and checked into my Airbnb. This time it was just an extra room in a house, given that I'd only be there two nights and gone most of the days. I snagged some food and promptly went to bed, a big next day ahead of me.

Jenny Lake is one of the most popular spots in Teton as it's easily accessible and beautiful. The first leg is a portion of the lake, plus two offshoots to Hidden Falls and Inspiration point. This segment of the trail was packed with people which is not ideal, but being alone in bear country doesn't feel great either, so I endured. After I finished the crowded areas, I continued around the lake. I only encountered a few people, but more importantly I encountered some cool wildlife. I'm disappointed to report that I did not see any Moose or Bear, but I did see some Bald Eagles flying around a burned tree, building a nest and soaring and diving around their space. It was nice to stop and watch them for a little while, enjoying the silence. I wrapped up the hike coming in at just under 9 miles. I drove into Jackson and found a dope spot with local beer and vegan pizza. My server saw my phone number on my reservation and we got to chatting about Seattle. He had the skyline tattooed on his arm and said he'd lived there for about 15 years. Homies!

Day 2 was rainy and shitty out, so a drive through the park felt like the right call. I turned on my favorite music, sang at the top of my lungs, and took it all in. A lot of the park was closed because it was early season still, but that made it nicer for me. The sun peaked out at various times, and I was actually able to get out and do another, short shoreline hike out at a distant visitor center. When I made it back to the park entrance, I picked up Blue and headed north again, back to Bozeman, MT. This was a stopover spot to hold me in place and give me a space to work until I went to Yellowstone the following weekend.

Yellowstone National Park, Wyoming

Finally, on my list of NW NPs is Yellowstone. This park is the most visited in the whole US and they do not have any crowd management solutions in place. I also went on Memorial Day weekend, in a semi-post-COVID time. I've been here before, in the winter, and had an absolutely incredible time - snowshoeing, watching the geysers, talking to Bison from afar, etc. This visit was nothing like that. It was basically Disneyland. I spent majority of my two days in my car, waiting in lines of traffic. I was fortunate to meet someone who worked in the park and we went for a walk around the Norris geysers at sunset. I got the full tour and local insights into the park. Outside of that, I ended my trip early because sitting in my car was not how I wanted to spend my day. On my way out of the park, I encountered a herd of Bison and spent a good hour watching them and taking photos. Truthfully, those two experiences still made the visit worth it. National Park Service, I beg you, please implement a res system for Yellowstone, or do like Denali does, and make the whole park a shuttle system!

The First 30 Days

The Departure

Thinking back to April…I spent the last few weeks packing up my stuff and hugging all my people. So many hugs and so many tears. I am so grateful that each and every one of them wished me well with all the support in the world. My besties from all over time and space rallied for this grand adventure.

On the last day of April, I finished loading up Atlas aka Tesha the Tesla with my life essentials, including Blue 🐾, said my final “see you laters” to my crew and hit the road. I jumped on I90 toward Couer D’Alene, Idaho.

The sensation of driving away for the “last” time was not as surreal as I’d expected. I think it didn’t feel real. Sometimes it still doesn’t, weirdly. After two months, and one brief visit home, I don’t often get the sensation of disconnection. In fact, I think I talk to my closest friends more often than I did when I lived only a handful of block or miles away. Funny how distance ‘forces’ you to stay connected. I’m grateful for technology and the many ways it offers me to stay in touch with what’s going on back home. That being said, knowing I did not have my own home to go to was a new one for me. The stability I’d craved and clawed for since college was suddenly gone, by choice. I’m privileged that I was able to work remotely and continue business as usual.

Couer D'Alene, ID

I arrived in CDA that evening, and checked into my first home away from home. This stay was brief, only two nights, and the place was quite cozy. It was essentially a tiny home, plotted on an Equestrian training center’s property, alongside the owners’ primary home. I woke each morning to neighing horses and the smell of fresh hay and manure. Not as bad as it might sound. Blue and I spent Saturday hiking and driving around. On Sunday morning we checked out, took one last whiff of shit, and continued on toward Missoula, Montana.

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Missoula, MT

When I arrived in The Zoo, I felt an immediate familiarity, even though I’d never been there. One of my closest and dearest friends is from Missoula, and she fully hyped up this town and all it had to offer – she was not wrong! I even asked, “Why did you ever leave?” It reminded me of Bellingham, Washington where I went to college. A medium sized, but short city surrounded by nature and outdoor activities. Basically the best of both my favorite worlds all rolled into one gorgeous space.

My lodging was a studio apartment in a detached garage from the owners’ home. The space was cozy, comfortable, and well equipped for a three week stay. It looked out over this vast field which led right into a valley. It was perfect to let Blue roam around in a yard, something he's never done in his short little life. There was a big dining room table, plenty of room to set up my makeshift office space - it worked quite well and I was grateful to my past self for deciding to buy a Purple gel seat cushion.

During my stay, I tried to get out most evenings and find a different hike or walk. We definitely put some miles on Tesha just driving around town and back and forth to the Flathead Lake area a handful of times. The lake is gorgeous and the people in the area are delightful!

Given that my stay was a bit longer than the next few, I made myself at home almost as much as I went exploring. I brought basically my entire kitchen appliance collection with me, and I was not shy about using my insantpot. OH MY GOSH I almsot forgot... Missoula has the BEST grocery store I've ever been to. It was truly a vegan, sustainability freak's heaven. If you're ever in Missoula (and you should absolutely go) make sure you check out Good Food Store!

It's safe to say that I fell in love with Missoula and the surrounding areas. I will definitely be returning and I'm looking forward to enjoying more of it. I hear winters are absolutely brutal, but we'll have to see 😋