To be honest…I spent most of last week in a fog of fatigue. While I like almost everything about Montana, I could do without the excessive number of daylight hours we get during the summer. It’s difficult for me to get to sleep or stay asleep when there’s even a tiny bit of sunlight. And somehow, my body can tell the sun is there even through blackout curtains.
I mostly opted out of exercise this week due to the fatigue – I could tell that would only make it worse. And I definitely wanted to charge up rather than run myself down, because we had a backpacking trip to take this weekend. So while I only ran 2.5 miles all last week, I do have some hiking to recap. But first…the story of the absurd predicament one of our cats got himself into. Oh, and little bit of garden stuff, because food.
The garden stuff
After I sunburnt my seedlings last week, this week’s CSA share week included a healthy tomato seedling. It must have inspired my scrawny ‘lil seedlings, because all the tomatoes look like they’re going to survive after all. (Though the cucumbers and spaghetti squash…not so much.) Almost everything is planted outside now – I just need to pot my pepper seedlings and get them into my cheap, questionably functional greenhouse. Peppers prefer hotter summers than ours, so the greenhouse will (hopefully) keep them at a more optimal temperature.
The cat story
A bird feeder hangs right outside one of our upstairs windows, so of course the cats like to sit by the window and watch the birds. Saturday afternoon Thor tried to get closer to the birds and managed to push out the window screen. However, he also managed to tangle his tail in the blind cord; so when the screen came out he fell out the window and hung by his tail.
Fortunately for Thor, Kara thinks it’s her job to tell us when the cats are somewhere they don’t belong. She ran to find us and did her “urgent dance” until someone followed her to the window. Thor had to take a trip to the emergency vet because it looked like he couldn’t move the end of his tail – but somehow nothing was broken and after an anti-inflammatory shot he was back to flicking his tail normally. So if you’ve ever wondered what the personification (or felinification?) of dumb luck looks like, here he is.
The backpacking trip
We stayed at the Garnet Mountain fire lookout Saturday night. You might notice that was the same day as Thor’s window escapade – it turned out to be lucky for him that we got a late start packing! Between the late start and making sure Thor was OK, we didn’t start hiking until 5 pm. That gave us plenty of time to get to the cabin before dark, but it also meant it the hike in was HOT.
The trail climbs 2,500 feet in 4ish miles – add that to the heat and heavy packs, and we were thoroughly tired and hungry by the time we made it to our accommodations. Probably the cushiest place you’ll stay on top of a mountain though.
Unfortunately, we couldn’t use the the camp stove in the cabin because it was leaking propane, so dinner was delayed a bit. Fortunately, I had brought a small backpacking stove just in case, and between that and the fireplace we managed to cook everything. I even created a makeshift oven to bake brownies, which I’m pretty proud of.
We got a leisurely start down the mountain the next morning, but still managed to get going before it got as hot as it had been on the way up. I’m going to write up a full recap of the trip soon, but in the meantime here are a couple more pictures.
Have you ever hiked in to a cabin?
What’s the most absurd situation your pet has gotten themselves into?