Living near Yellowstone Lake has already been a wonderful experience. The weather here has been crazy; from rain, to snow, to hail, and back to rain. In the morning the lake is calm and smooth as glass. The views of … Continue reading Living and Working Near Yellowstone Lake
As I drove through the Bridge Bay Campground in the government vehicle, dressed in my Ranger uniform, I was blessed with seeing visitors camping. I was witnessing small moments that these people may remember for a long time, just as … Continue reading The Memories of Camping
Whenever I start to drive back home, to another park, Willie Nelson’s song “On The Road Again” pops into my head. However, traveling is never an enjoyable thing for me, at least the way I travel to get home or to a park. This time though, my dad and I did a “pit-stop” to visit my sister at Missouri State University! Of course, not technically a “pit-stop”, it did add on more time, however, getting a half day to spend with my younger sister was great! It gave Dad a chance to see her, and gave us a chance to … Continue reading On the Road Again and finally home!
Today I have to say goodbye to the place that I have called “home” for the last six months. Mesa Verde National Park has been a place of many discoveries, and I’m not just talking about the Ancestral Puebloan dwellings! Coming back for a second season was a very wise idea reflecting on it. I learned so many things, and had many opportunities to grow both professional and personally! I meet so many neat people, that I will remember always. This park will definitely always have a place in my heart. Being furloughed this season was quite frustrating and terrifying. … Continue reading Seasons Come and Go
Cold, rainy mornings that turn into sunny afternoons always remind me of “Mushroom Camp”. Every spring my family would go camping ‘up north’ from home, hunting for Morel Mushrooms. Many times it was rainy and cold. It was and still is one of my favorite places, and I can still smell the trees. I was devastated when the state did a clear-cut to a section of it. (Now a days I understand how it is helpful for that ecosystem.) Those smells, the feeling of cold and wet always tugs memories out of my heart. I remember finding a pocket knife on one of … Continue reading A Memory