I saw my first bear on my first trip through Glacier National Park, but here’s a look at what they do when no one is watching. And no, they don’t pick their noses. Well, they might, but that wasn’t caught on video!

Update: I actually prepared this post on Wednesday night, and for some reason I forgot to hit ‘Publish’.

Instead of uploading a butt-load of photos that always seem to take forever to load anyway, I thought I would just make videos from now on. It’s actually a little less tedious than uploading every individual photo, and it should save you some loading time. Hopefully.

Tomorrow (actually, I guess it’s today, now) we’re heading down to Missoula so Dan can do a little comics shopping and we can do a little geocaching. Oh, and bird toys, Solomon’s stock is running low and there’s just no selection here in Kalispell. Maybe I’ll even bring back a pinkie or two for the Leopard Gecko.

If Plato is 87 percent certain that a kneaded eraser should not be used with graphite, can he complete his Narrative Essay using 100 ISO Black and White Film?

Pop. Crack! Smoke! Fizzle!!

Pretty pictures….

Actually classes are going well, and my schedule is easy to manage. I’m merely a little groggy since my planned nap took longer than expected.

These photos were taken at Glacier National Park.

Erm… I haven’t posted these before, have I?

These were taken at a Geocache location about half way between East and West Glacier, MT, near Glacier National Park.

From Left to Right: Dan, Glenn, Lou, Sonja and Will

Can you spot the three mountain goats in this photo? No? Try the next one.

Okay, so it’s still far off, but you should be able to see three white dots (it helps to click the photo for a larger view) — those are goats. Really, they’re there!

For more information, check out the Goat Lick PDF. This opens with Adobe Acrobat.

This photo was taken the summer before last when Doug, Ginny, Dan, our friend Josiah, and myself all went through Glacier National Park via Going to the Sun Road. I was in the passenger side seat, and being a flatlander, I had to lean backwards when I looked out the window. I think Doug got a big kick out of that.