Catching Up

It has been an entire summer (and then some) since I have written anything meaningful... or anything at all for that matter. The last month of Bozeman, traveling back to Nantucket, and the entire summer have been a blur of late nights, long days, and endless amounts of fun. But now, the craziness has started to dwindle, and I actually have some time to catch up on April in Bozeman, the drive back east, and all the wonderful scenes of Nantucket in the summer. Get ready, because I am about to become a serial blogger for this week, and hopefully be keeping up with the posts in the months to come. (Notice I said "hopefully") 

April in Bozeman was awesome. Work ended for me, classes came to an end for Pete, and we were able to spend a little more time enjoying ourselves. For Pete's birthday (which he'll kill me if I say the date) we went to a little italian restaurant called Blacksmith's with our good friends Jen and Ced. The food was SO GOOD. Sorry for the lack of descriptions - it was a long time ago so I am going off memories, but everything was great! It was a really cute little restaurant, with a sort of open kitchen, and maybe 10 tables. For appetizers, we got some fried calamari, mussels, and a couple of salads (mine was a ceasar that was excellent). 

Mussels and fried calamari, yum!

Mussels and fried calamari, yum!

Blacksmith's Italian Menu

Blacksmith's Italian Menu

Charred ceasar with grilled lemon

Charred ceasar with grilled lemon

On the entrees end, Pete had a lamb dish, and I wound up choosing the squick ink pasta, both of which were excellent. There was definitely some leftovers coming home with us though - I was stuffed!! We also weaseled our way into free dessert by throwing Pete under the bus and announcing that it was his birthday celebration! The dessert we chose was some sort of dulce de leche amazingness that Jen and I absolutely devoured. The entire meal was just the perfect way to celebrate a special occasion. And while it won't be one of our regular spots (just because it was on the fancier/more expensive side) we will definitely know where to come when we want a nice dinner! 

Pete's Lamb

Pete's Lamb

Squid ink pasta, with extra parmesan of course!

Squid ink pasta, with extra parmesan of course!

So happy to finally have some time to blog again... Stay tuned for more posts on the Wine Dinner at Plonk, our adventures along the drive back east, and another summer for the books in Nantucket!

Hot Spots: Boiling River

Pun totally intended. 


Several weeks ago, Pete and I decided to use our day off to take a trip to the Boiling River in Yellowstone National Park. Situated just inside the North Entrance to the park (which is in Gardiner, MT - about 1.5 hours from our house), the Boiling River is something that I had been hearing about all winter long. The Boiling River is a natural hot spring that runs into the Gardner River. This natural hot spring is unique because there isn't a steady temperature throughout the pool - the moving water makes it rather difficult to find that perfect spot. It is a fun challenge though! 

Pete and I got to the river around 1pm, lunch and adult beverages in hand. There are two entrances to the "pools". One of which is much larger, and is where most people go to enjoy the natural hot tub. This entrance, however, is slightly difficult to maneuver. During the winter especially, you don't want to step foot in the water until the very end of the pool, because that is where the hot water hits, so you are forced to navigate your way across a blockade of slippery rocks! We managed to make our way over, and find a nice, warm spot to soak in for a while. 

Eventually, we got hungry and decided to venture back to the other, smaller, pool. We ate lunch on benches, and luckily for us the teens occupying the small pool got up to leave so we took over their spot. It. Was. Perfect. Just the two of us, soaking in the nice small pool, enjoying the moon and sun in the clear blue sky. As we were bathing, we could watch buffalo, elk, and deer wander by on the hills beyond, and ducks bathing in the river nearby. The day was perfectly sunny and calm, and although it was chilly the combination of hot natural water and sun beaming down made for a warm and relaxing afternoon. 

We stayed at the river for nearly 5 hours before deciding to make our way back home. By the time we got back, it was pitch black outside, and we were worn out (not to mention extremely sunburnt!). It was an afternoon well-spent, and a place that we won't soon forget. Hopefully there is another visit in the near future. If you are anywhere in the vicinity, I would highly recommend taking a trip to this spot. It doesn't get too crowded, and the scenery and wildlife on the way make it well worth it. 


**The images below aren't my greatest work - I was definitely more focused on the prospect of sitting in a natural hot tub all afternoon than I was on taking quality photographs! Can you blame me?!**

Lounging Buffalo

Lounging Buffalo

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Warm Days in Bozeman

Today it was 54 degrees in Bozeman - WHAT?! Pete didn't have to be at work until 5, so after sleeping in we decided to walk downtown for some lunch. It. Was. Glorious. It didn't look warm out, so I donned my winter boots and a scarf, only to find myself sweating about halfway through the walk! No complaints here though, I welcome warm weather with open arms. I know there is a lot of time left before Spring really hits, and by that point Pete and I will be making the journey back to Nantucket for the summer months, but today was just what I needed.

Lately, I have been feeling lazy and unmotivated. I have so much time that is being wasted, and that is going to change! Here's to the warmth beginning to move in, and to finding creativity and inspiration at every turn. 

There is a man that lives down the street from us that makes the most wonderful sculptures out of reclaimed metal. This is my favorite. 

There is a man that lives down the street from us that makes the most wonderful sculptures out of reclaimed metal. This is my favorite. 

A surprise inhabitant peeking over the fence. 4th Street, Bozeman.

A surprise inhabitant peeking over the fence. 4th Street, Bozeman.

Playing around with depth of field while meandering back home.

Playing around with depth of field while meandering back home.

Warm weather isn't favorable for outdoor ice rinks.

Warm weather isn't favorable for outdoor ice rinks.

My favorite house in Bozeman - made of reclaimed wood and brick. Beautiful.

My favorite house in Bozeman - made of reclaimed wood and brick. Beautiful.