Bodie Jett & Santa

Nice system we have

Holy shit. What kind of completly twisted society do we live in where we give a guy ( Michael Vick) 23 months in prision for dog fights while we have child molesters and rapists getting two months or a couple years of probation. I never have liked Vick, always thought he was a punk. I think what he did was messed up and he should have to pay for it. Give him a whole shitl load of communtiy service pickin up dog shit , give him fines big enough that would actually sting somebody with his kind of money but good hell two years in prison. Bullshit! You probably think I dont like dogs, I do. I dont give a damn if you do nt believe me. What I dont like is people who put any freakin cat or dog above human life. People who mess with children should be tortured and put to death. Instead they get a slap on the hand and live amongst us. The people that let this happen and helped this happen make me sick. Fight for something worth fighting for. For example : The poor freakin volunteer millitary personel who are rotting in in millitary briggs for taking some harmless pics of low life scum bags who belong to a group of people that want every single one of us dead. They torture our troops , they cut our heads off and post them for us to see and we do a little harmless hasing which from what they showed was was less offensive than what happens at boot camps and and colleges every freakin day. The entire counrty should have called bullshit on all of these charges and let them free . Can you say I am wrong?

Ashland Mt

Ashland Montana Fantasy Camp

We will be paying for that little trip off for some time to come. It was an experience ......and for some reason, I would do it again. Have any of you ever been on highway 212 through the Crow and Cheynne indian reservation's? Probably not. I would bet that most of you will never find a reason to do it in your life either. But , Sloan , Johnny Bo , Myself and the Jettster went down that road and lived on it. We worked hard , played hard and even made some pretty cool friend's. Although not anything about the area was spactaular or even all that unique it was a beautiful place. Sloan found a park beside the Tounge River that belonged to the Saint Labre Res School that for the 8 week's that we were there was our own private sanctuary. We watched movie's and read every night huddled on Sloan and my bed, slash dinner table, slash trampoline. That is just a few thing's that that 5 by 5 area was used for. We took long drives down dirt road's through counrty that was packed with Antelope and White Tail deer. We drove to laundry matt's North , South , West and East of Ashland every Saturday to do our laundry for the week. The closest one was 45 miles away. It did teach us that we could conserve a hell of a lot of water by wearing a pair of pant's more than once and using the same towel for the week was not that big of deal. We also learned from living with no microwave that no matter what the hell the food is, with out question 100% better cooked on a stove. We stood where Custor and his men foolishly died on the Little Big Horn Battlefield. We stood on top of Bear Tooth Pass at almost 1200 feet as the sun was falling over the mountain's to the west. We tried like hell to find a bear. Didn't, but we did see a pretty good portion of of the animal life that resides in the area. We lived in Ashland............

I wrote this on the inside of a magizine one night in the trailer while I was waiting for Sloan to get the boy's to sleep. She found it and it and it made her sad. She just read it wrong.

Livin in Ashland

Still in Luxuroy

Still to comfortable

Still not satisfied

Still not enough.

Looking forward to a

solo trip in the desert.

I hate work but it

does make me feel better.

Figure a way to wander

with my pack and get paid

................and I got it made.

Lake Powell & Playin in the rain

Last blog from this house

We will be completely moved out by tomorrow night. So this is the last entry I will be putting up for possibly three month's. Still haven't got word on the exact day we will head up to Montana so that's a little bit of a kick in the ass. It should be soon, or at least it better be soon. Bodie and Jett are rearing to get into the trailer and have already loaded it up with their toy's. It is going to be cozy for sure. We have a four person family plus a dog that has grown way to much in the last few month's. We know it's not going to be easy living in that tight of space but we are also excited to live a much simpler life. Yea even Sloan.

Johnny & Jett checkin out there new 1967 trailer and playin in the old house

Packin

We have been haulin everything to storage all week and almost have it done. Got to say it's not all that much fun. The idea of moving sound's good to me but actually doing it hasn't been all that great. Sloan has been workin hard packing everything and cleaning up our beautiful new home that we will be moving in to shortly. Johnny Bo is excited about it all and keep's asking if we can leave to go camping. Poor kid doesn't realize that camping is all he will be doing for a few month's.

Bodie holdin the tail of the biggest trout I have ever caught , washin bike's, and sand dunes

Bo

Cedar Mountain

Bodie , Jett, and myself were fishin a little creek that run's down Stout Canyon while Sloan was back at the truck with Boozer. When we came back she was holding a little kitten that she heard crying in the wood's. He matched the dog perfectly and the boy's obviously liked him but since we don't even know where were going to live we thought it best not to add another mouth to the family. The next day we took him to Best Friends and went through and hour long process of filling out papers explaining why we were giving him up and what his freakin name was and his eating and grooming habits. So thanks to that the next cat Sloan finds in the wood's can give it his best shot becoming friend's with the local wild life.

Summer fun.......and the livin's ezzzy

We have been having a lot of fun lately, maybe not all that easy but it has been fun. Thing's are starting to get a little crazy since we have to have this house packed up by the end of the month. I can not believe how much crap we have accumulated since we got married. Before I married Sloan and got my Boy's I could pack everything I owned in my Bronco. Now I need the biggest damn U-hual they make. In short , possession's suck. They are a noose around my neck which for the most part I could do with out. In other new's there is some talk of me going to work for South Central Communications. The job is for the Cedar City , Summit, and Parowan area, so we could live in any one of those town's. I'am not a big fan of Cedar so if it happen's probably one of the other two. It is just talk for now though so I'am not to worried about the pressure that would come with a regular forty hour work week. Well that's all I got for the moment. The pic's above show a little of the fun we have been having. Later

The Desert

As much as I love being in the mountain's I never feel as at home as I do in the desert. After being in Tahoe for only a couple week's I was ready to move in permanetly. That is until I made the drive back to Southern Utah. As soon as I topped the little rise just past the Arizona State Line and got my first view of the red rock surrounding St. George I new I was home. I cant say exactly what it is but there is definitely a feeling I get from the harsh desert landscape that I feel nowhere else. There is a deep quite I can hear in the desert that I could not appreciate more after escaping from civilization's harsh noise. It bring's my body a deep peace that I think some of you may feel from religion. I may leave from time to time but I will always return and always call the desert my home.

Not the first time and wont be the last

We are packin up our stuff again. Sloan and myself made the decision about 11 oclock this morning that we will move out of this little house and put most of our crapola in storage. Decision was made at 11, a lot of our possession's had price tag's on them by 2 , and yard sale signs were strategically placed through out Kanab by 6. Sloan has turned out to be one hell of a wife. I say pack, she smile's and get's to it. Well it wasnt that easy but way better than I could ever hope for. Everybody that has been around me know's that if at all possible I like to have a new job, new house, new town , at least every six to eight month's. We have been in this little house for well over a year and a half. So as you can see this little adventure is long over due. I asked Johnny Bo if it would be okay if we sold all of our stuff and lived in a tent on the mountain. He gave me a dead serious look and said " ummm..... I think we should probably keep the dvd player because we will want to watch some show's". Couldn't say much to that so the dvd player stay's. I will be starting a three month job in Ashland Montana in a few week's. Luckily Sloan and the kid's have agreed to come up there with me and live in a tent , motel , or if were lucky an old camp trailer. I'am lucky to have such an awesome wife because that last job in Tahoe was way to damn long to go with out seeing her and the kid's and this job would be a lot longer. Ashland is only a couple hour's away from east Yellowstone so Iam guessin we can make it a pretty good time. I cant think of anything more rewarding for Sloan than to sit in an old camp trailer for 8 or 9 hour's a day with two insanely well behaved young boy's while the daddy is at work. Plus when it is all over we will have our storage unit to return home too.

It's good to be home

Back from South Lake Tahoe

Well I rolled into Kanab Monday night more excited than I have been in a long damn time. Excited because I hadn't seen my wife and boy's for a little over a month. Something I hope will never happen again. I was able to bring them up for a couple week's during my first month and we had a great time. Played down at the lake and got to see some of the most beautiful places in the world. We even made a trip to Sacremento for no particular reason one weekend and ended up at the Zoo where the boy's had a hell of a time. Tasha made the trip over for a week and hung out with Sloan and the boy's while I worked. It had been almost a year since we had seen Tash so it was a well needed vist. Bolth of the boy's had a lot of fun with her, espeacially Bodie who latched on to her and didn't let go untill he flew out. Tash stayed a couple day's after my little family flew home wich helped take a little of the sting away. We took a really cool hike up to one of the area's many waterfall's one day and had fun hanging out with the vagrants and hippies at the Tahoe flea market the next. She flew home the next day and I settled into a rythme of work , fast food , cell phone, and casino's. I had hoped to do a lot of hiking after work and on the weekends but jacked up my foot pretty good and limped my ass around the remainder of the time. Wich consequently cost me a little cash because that left me with only food, gambling, and a couple concerts to kill the next month. I got to see Australian Pink Floyd in Reno my last weekend there and was blowin away. If you ever get the chance to see them do not miss it. As most of you have probably heard a lot of South Lake Tahoe and the surrounding area is now gone do to the Angora fire. Still have not heard if the job site I was working on is still there or not but the absolutely beautiful one lane road through the forrest I drove a couple times a day is now nothing but ash, along with the couple hundred cabins that hid through out. Although it sucked being away from my family that long I'am happy for the time I got to spend there. It was one pretty place. The fire did send me home a week early. Iam still waiting to hear if my boss is going to fly me back up to finish the job. Doestn't sound good though, just talked to them and they might be evacuated out of house where we had lived for the last two months. The pic of the smoke I took from downtown Myers just as the fire was getting started.

Lake Tahoe

Oh.........shit.

Well Im heading off to Tahoe on Saturday. I have managed to avoid a real job since Kanab City back in October. About 6 month's. Not bad. I will be installing a 16 inch water line. Im guessin for some out of control growth of housing and other paraphanalia. The only good thing about it is the fact that I have never been to Tahoe before and have heard it is not a bad place to be for a few month's. The worst part about is I wont have my wife or kid's with me for the first couple of week's or possibly even for the duration. The real tragedy in all of this is that Iam still a young man with plenty to offer my communtity. We can make sacrifices and send our middle aged men into Neveda to do work that not many are willing to accecpt but for the love of God must we send our hope for the future as well. I kid , I kid. Actually I think I will be on the California side so Neveda wont be to clustered with Larsen's. I will see you all on the other side. Later.

Vegas Baby

Vegas Vacation

Jonny Bo, Jett, Sloan and myself just got back from our "change" vacation. We had been throwing money in a jar for a couple year's now planning on using it for a vacation once it was full. We had hoped for something like Yellowstone but the total amount was only 300 hundred bones so Vegas it was. The first night we spent at the Exacilbur which Boden was pleased with since he got to sleep in a castle. We took the boy's to the shark reef at the Mandalay Bay and bolth boy's got a kick out of that. That night back at the castle was a little insane since neither kid had their afternoon nap and had been spoiled rotten all day. After a dinner of pizza, delivered to the room because there was no way in hell we were takin the little buggers out to eat, we yelled , wrestled and bullied bolth boy's to sleep. The next day we hit the Vegas Zoo. Yea, they have a zoo. Not very big and not very nice but they had a tiger a couple of lion's some monkeys and chickens that roamed free. So it was a good time watching Jett and Bodie chase chickens and pigons around the place. That night we got a room at Circus Circus which turned out to be a good choice because bolth boy's had a freakin blast playing all the carny games and winning bag fulls of stuffed animals. So it turns out Las Vegas was a pretty fun Vaction for a young little family. To all my critics out there I will have you know I didnt gamble or drink a dime. Nerves of steel? Nah, just a damn fine man.

Proud Boy

Boozer

We dont have any job's. We dont have any money. We have no real prospects at that moment.
But by gawd we got a dog. Yup, we added another little puppy to the litter. That makes it 3 boy's under 3 that Sloan and I try and take care of. Smart choice? Probably not but Johnny Bo and Jett are pretty damn happy about it so it's allready worth it. It really is like we just added another boy to the family. I get mad at all three of them non stop for example: Pissin on the carpet, biting each other, whinning, bitchin , yellin, screamin, kickin, stinkin, sloberin. That's a few but far from all. They are all insanely cute though, so we wouldn't change it for anything. We thought maybe we could call Jett "Boog".
So then we would have a Bodie a Boog and a Boozer.

Kanab Point

Another AZ Strip Trip

Adam and I headed down the Trumble road for about fifty miles before turning off and heading East towards Kanab Point. I have talked to a few people that have been out there and I had even seen a couple pictures but nothing could have prepared either one of us for this place. Incredible , beautiful, awe inspiring , trippy, mind blowing. Those are a couple words that could be used to describe Kanab Point. Still doesnt do it justice though. Between the North Rim of the Grand Canyon and Kanab Point there is no comparison. Kanab Point win's hands down. For me anyways. The fact that it is a two hour drive on a ruff dirt road and we had the entire mesa too ourselves plays a big part in my choice. We hung out and admired the views for probably an hour and a half before heading North along the rim of Kanab Creek. After driving for a few miles, getting stuck once and nearing a half a tank of gas. Bolth factors shaking Adams nerves almost to the point of no return, we made camp on top of a little canyon that I have hiked once before. Fun place to camp , you cant take a step without finding at least a piece of arrow head or some kind of anasazi artifact. After a delicous dinner of dutch oven potatoes. My recipe , a pound of sausage, a pound of bacon, one onion and two bags of hash browns. It is more a health food version of dutch oven than most. We kicked back and played guitars for awhile staring at the millions of stars in the clear desert sky. Nice night untill Adam fell ill. Couldnt handle the two pounds of grease I guess. Pussy. We bolth retired to our tents to wait out the long cold night. Woke up to another cold day this time with wind. Spent the day hanging around the fire and taking a few hikes around the canyon before packing up and heading back into society. If I could give any sugestions to anybody who might take this trip in the future.
Dont come back.

Willie

Willie Nelson in St. George Utah. It was a freakin cool show. Once in a life time for me Iam sure. I doubt that old man will make it back to Southern Utah for another. Then again he might have a better chance than I do myself. He looks pretty damn good for a seventy four year old. Actually he look's like the people I passed in the hallway of the Burn's Arena upstairs before the show. Wearing black pants , black t-shirt , stoner shoes and a cowboy hat. Funny, I looked at them with pity and or disgust. Willie on the other hand I looked at as a badasss rebel who doesn't give a damn about what others think. He had his old gutiar. Complete with the hole from being picked one to many times and red, white, and blue strap like I have seen many time before in old video's and on tv. Best song of the night? Poncho and Lefty.

Sloan and her boys

Hikin with my boys

New Blog

I have been wanting to start a blog for a long time but as most of you know I'am a very busy man. I have people to see and places to go. Nah, I have nowhere to go and I hate most people. I avoid them at all costs. If it means faking a phone call in one of the grocery store aisles or scoping out the vehicles in the parking lot before entering then so be it. Life has been a little crazy for us lately down here in K-town. I have been working out on the strip staking uranium claims. It goes against everything I believe in but I have no other work at the moment and I get to hike all day. So I love it. I just hope nothing comes of it and they leave all of the places out there alone. Sloan is completly hammerd from taking care of her three boy's. She works hard and even though she get's a little nuts' she is an awesome wife and mom. She just got put into young womens. She is the come back story of the year. Just kiddin, she has been back for a long time. They will never take me alive though. Boden is getting big and we are losing control of him fast. He is an awesome kid and loves to do anything outside. Jett started walking on Christmas Eve so thing's have gotten a lot harder around here. He loves chasing his brother around even though he get's the hell beat out of him for it. They are a blast and Sloan and I are looking forward to a fun summer with them .

Arizona Strip

Hack Canyon

We rolled out of Kanab at about 8 o’clock on Saturday morning. Driving my 87
Chevy that I wasn’t a 100% sure would get us there and back. The sky was cloudy but not looking like it should give us much trouble. We hit the Toraweap road and drove on for about 30 miles and then turned off heading East down Hack Canyon. A winding , rocky , bumpy son of a bitch that after a good five miles I was ready to get out and light the truck on fire. We made it into the bottom of the canyon without incident. That didn’t last long though. Driving along still in two wheel drive I hit sand that I have never seen the likes of. The stuff was pure powder and before I could do anything about it the truck was buried up to the axels. After evaluating the situation and freaking out accordingly we proceeded to dig out with our hands for lack of a more useful tool . After a good hour of hauling rocks and brush and jacking the truck up as much as possible we were able to get out and head on down the road. We drove on for only another 20 minutes before coming to the fence that was the boundry of the Kanab Creek Wilderness area. Having killed a lot of valuable hiking time playing in the sand we shouldered our packs and headed out. The hike starts off in in the bottom of Hack where the canyon is very wide. Before long it narrowed up enough to push us in the dry river bed. After about 45 minutes of walking we came to willow spring. From reading a few old accounts of trips down Hack this spring use to be a good place to fill up but today it was a cow and horse pond. It did have two coyotes at it that we chased off before they were ready am sure. From this point the canyon starts getting a lot narrower and gradually turns to red rock that is about 150 feet high on either side. Beautiful area witch I could have stayed for weeks. The idea was to turn south and head down Kanab and eventually hit the Grand Canyon. But only having a looked at topo briefly before the trip I had no idea that we wouldn’t be able to leave the bottom and get on top where we would have been able to head in the right direction. Did not help that my guess at the distance from Hack to Kanab was no where in the ballpark. We ended up hiking the rest of day thinking that any second we would hit Kanab and turn. Never happened. Ignoring my partners pleads to make camp we trudged on. After walking at least a couple more miles down river and not having much left in us we started looking for places to camp. At this point another canyon ran into Hack from the North. I should have realized this was Kanab but because there was not a trace of water and the canyon was solid red rock and not nearly as massive as other parts I had seen before I didn’t even consider it. Here I dropped my pack and headed further up still convinced that the confluence had to be right ahead. Of course I found nothing and seeing that there was not a way up on either side where I could climb on top and get my bearings I headed back. We found a little spot that had not been completely covered in cactus and made camp. The night was perfect temp and uneventful. Early the next morning before the sun rise it started raining. Not being able to sleep anymore I climbed out of the tent and watched the sun com up over the canyon wall sitting under an overhang sheltered from the rain. Not a bad way to start the morning. Restless and with friend still sleeping I started off up canyon to see if I could figure something out. Anything . I made it a couple miles further than I had the day before and it didn’t take long, well actually a lot longer than it should have, before I realized that I was following a canyon up stream and not down like we had been the entire day before. So for the first time I realized I had crossed in to another canyon. No worries though. This was as remote and beautiful of canyon as I have ever been. I found a place where I could jam myself up the side of the cliff eventually and get to the top. The view blew my mind. Solid sand stone mesa on both sides of this little canyon. I could see from here that the canyon we had come to was actually Kanab. Not wanting to leave but with rain picking up and morning dissolving rapidly , not to mention a long ass hike back to the truck I quickly headed back to camp. We packed up , took a long look around and started the hike back. Didn’t make it to the Colorado. Didn’t matter. I will be back.