A Thanksgiving Road Trip

Bozeman Montana was the late November destination with a two fold purpose: visiting Montana State University and Thanksgiving with family. Trevor really enjoyed the campus visit. He’s interested in studying engineering and has been accepted at MSU. It will be interesting to see if there’s yet another Bobcat in the family. Which brings up the second reason for the trip.

Jolyn's aunt Judy hosted six Oregonians (including Jolyn's folks Richard and Sharon) and Judy's son and daughter in law, Tim and Tracy (plus Kimber and Jill) joined us from Missoula! We all had a grand time preparing a wonderful meal, counting our blessings, and just spending time together.
The day after Thanksgiving became White Friday... A far more desirable goal for this crowd than the much darker alternative. The caravan first stopped at Bridger Bowl to let Kimber and Jill run and play in the snow. Bridger was not yet open for the season but many people were skinning up for a little alpine touring. Our group continued down the road to Bohart Ranch (hosts for the 2012 NCAA Championships) for a little cross country skiing. Good times were had by all!

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