Today is Jun 9th, I guess it a Saturday.  I had Friday of this week off due to getting the inventory of the small town of Whitehall, Montana finished in four days and three lonely nights at the Super 8.  Total trees counted were 396.  I must say the "Urban Forests" in these parts really lack the diversity that I am used to in the Midwest. I mean Green Bay would never plant a Quaking aspen as a street tree (even though I would take one over a Little Leaf Linden).   My contact in Whitehall was a gentleman named Ron.  He was a forester for the forest service in Yellowstone, but now he is retired and volunteering his time to help with planting a array of trees in his town.  I had shared with him that I would really like to work for the U.S. Forest Service for at least a summer of sighting fire.  He offered to give me a reference and a letter of recommendation from him if I ever needed it.  He said that I have the right mindset to get far in forestry.  It's great to be appreciated for just doing what is normal to me.  I gotta thank my father for the work ethic and the desire to always make more money. haha.  I have some picture to share of the landscape and the town itself.   To bad none of you will ever get the chance to see me driving the 93 Oldsmobile Cutlass, so I posted a picture to prove to you I'm riding in style,  Also I noticed two trees in Whitehall that had pipes inserted in to them, kind of weird and I have no explanation except that extreme boredom cause people to do rash things to trees. 

It's kinda crazy, I have been trying to get rid of useless drunk pictures on my computer and my memory card of my camera, but I come across some that just mean to much to me.  I can picture exactly where I was and how the night went down(well most of the nights anyhow).  But there is some I'd like to share with you guys and hopefully you may remember/get a rise out of them.  Never thought of myself at pudgy, but from high school I have filled out more. Obvious in the following pictures.  

Here's some DEERS that wouldn't leave the neighbors yard across the street. These deer wouldn't last to long in Wisco. Bow and arrow is quiet at night...

This next part is for Dad. I have been taking some picture of interesting cars I see here in Montana. It seem that the winters or weather in general are not that rough on the vehicles in these parts. I am noticing lots of early model trucks and other cars you just don't see to often.  Here is my list so far :  Feel free to name the model if you know it!!