Fire season 2015 is officially in the can.
The least number of fires of any season in 20 years, however, not a total loss.
Being here allowed me to get in internship time and finish my degree, get a knee rebuilt, still make decent $ even without fires/OT and I met Amanda. Think I made out pretty damn nicely. Not to mention the thousands of miles I’ve gotten in on my KLR through the deserts and forests here in Idaho, truly spectacular country. Despite my best efforts there is still a great deal to see here and I’ll be back (as a civilian) to check it out.
North of I-84 that is. Like a minimum of 50 miles north of it. The southern flats are standard American dirty (Mormon) jesus infested hillbilly methlands. While I am biased, a co-worker was told, in reference to a drunk 15 year old girl, that “Her daddy already broke her in.” last night so don’t think I’m being a poopy face. Fucked up small town shit is the order of the day around here.
The previously referred to interview went quite well, looks like I’m 99% certain to be working on contract for a tech company in Silicon Valley before the year ends out. Still going to talk to the company in PDX to see what they have coming up and do some compare/contrast. South Bay Area/PDX, GIS/Remote Sensing, being 3 hours from my new GF or 16 hours? All good problems to have.
Meeting Amanda has been the bees knees. She is very mature at 27, (something that should not have to be mentioned, but you guys are cranking out some serious fucking failures these days) and I’m immature for 44 so we make a dandy couple. Having someone who is easy going, adventurous, low key and has an eye for the long haul is nice, very nice. Neither of us is big on possessions, the house with the white picket fence or crotch fruit, making the possibility of being free for big adventures very real.
One more night after this here in Bubbaville, get the knee checked out Tuesday AM, then back to Bend to put the end on the season and a career. Time to start anew. Again. Sweet!
Such a hack!!!