Ode to the Ocean

So, here I am five months into my new life as a Montana resident, and I must say I feel like I am assimilating into the local culture quite nicely. I have become accustomed to the frigid mornings, the constant snow and awe inspiring natural landscapes.

There is one thing that Montana lacks, and one thing I am just realizing that I hold dear, close proximity to the watery depths of the ocean. There is something about the raw size and majesty of the ocean that draws one to it, like a moth to flame. There is a certain mystique surrounding all of the creatures that roam the murky depths. Some are tasty, and some would like to taste you! The ocean demands respect for all of its mystery and power, especially the power over life and death. At the same time, the ocean is a place of much fun and enjoyment, especially along the beaches in my home state of Connecticut. I know Montana has some wonderful lakes, I am headed up to Flathead Lake this week for a short vacation with my girlfriend. But it just isn't the same. Luckily I don't have to dwell on that fact too often, as Montana has been keeping me occupied with all of the cross country skiing and hiking around its beautiful parks and mountains.

My dad at Mt. Haggin

Me outside the trail at Mt. Haggin