Another Sucessful Year

This year's trip started with a 3 hour packing effort that rivaled the toughest levels of Tetris. The load on the Jeep, knowing the U-Haul was likely over the allowed weight limit, was a concern not lost as we headed out that Friday morning.

As posted earlier, I was pleased to have my Dad and brother-in-law joining me on the drive out this year. It didn't take long for us to see the wide spread flooding as we moved West. Rivers were so far from their normal levels it was difficult to determine their normal paths. Little did we know as we passed the exit for Minot ND that the town was being evacuated that very day.


We logged a rather long day of driving the first day and then stayed just East of the Montana border making day two a much shorter drive. The next morning we crossed the state on Hwy 200 the longest state highway in the country. We stopped in Great Falls for some quick supplies and then headed down Interstate 15 towards Wolf Creek. Stopping about a mile from the Wolf Creek exit, Dad enjoys the rocky cliffs that define the area.



Luckily for us the water had receded enough to allow passage as we turned off the recreation road leading to the cabin . The Prickly Pear still looked more like a raging river compared to its normal passive self.

With all of the rain the meadow was again very green this year. Lupine were in full bloom with other flowers coming later in the visit as the temperatures rose and the weather dried. Bitterroots were not as numerous this year, but did come out in greater numbers by the second week.



We made quick work of unloading the trailer and set up camp the first night. The next day we made a supply run into Helena garnering the additional building materials and supplies for this year's task list. The lumber order was delivered later in the afternoon completing the getting everything there, unpacked and all of the supplies in one place phase.

Having Rick there was a big help. One task he worked on was to frame the door openings for my less than perfect doors. The dutch door was made from full 1" oak from the wood I had cut from our home in Wisconsin and the more rustic front door was made using old barn rafters from a barn I had disassembled some years back.

I think the amount of time my Dad was able to spend was perfect. We had time to dine with Dan and Dawn one evening, do the Ox Bow loop and still hit the Frenchman for a good greasy burger.




Dad/Rick - Thanks again for making the trip.

We then drove down to Bozeman to take them to the airport and then I dropped off the U-Haul. During the day, I ran errands to pick up odds and ends that were still outstanding. Although frustrating to spend that much time shopping in such a beautiful area, it did allow me an opportunity to see more of Bozeman than I might have otherwise. I liked Bozeman and can honestly say I could see us living there someday. Sherry and the kids weren't coming in until later that evening so I checked into the hotel early, took a long hot shower and a needed nap.

In the morning, with the original crew reassembled, we headed back to the mountain. Dan not only helped by allowing me to use some of his power tools (yes enough of the hand tool only mantra) but as always provided much appreciated help and support when needed. Admittedly, getting the doors and windows framed took MUCH longer than I expected. As Dan worked on framing the front door, I started cutting the openings for the windows. Small suggestion - move equipment away from outside walls when using a sawzsall. I cut straight through the leg of the fiberglass Werner ladder I had rented.

Opening up the cabin, even in the rough state, made a big difference in the feel of the cabin.



The hand forged hinges and pintles looked nice on the doors. I tried my hand at smithing over several weekends but in the end I bought the hinges from Kelly Wetzel of Blackhand Forge. He offers classes from his shop in Union Groove. Smithing is much harder than it looks. I did make some latches and miscellaneous pieces that I will need to attach on the next trip.



With the timber frame structure, framing the windows was little more than wrapping just enough to screw them to the existing timbers and wall girts. Dan and I continued to make window frames while the rest of the crew helped place the windows, tape the windows, cut the trim boards and frame them with the treated 1x8 Douglas fir trim boards.












The crew needed a day off so we spent the morning in Helena going to the farmer's market with Dan/Dawn and Jazz. On the way out of town we bought fishing licenses and some brighter flies to try our luck flyfishing. We then returned to the meadow for some impromptu casting lessons for the kids. Lucky for us, at the base of our road there is a fishing access point to the Prickly Pear.




Even on the normally small and placid stream, wading was not an options. Casting from shore with the speed of the water was less than ideal conditions. Although I did not catch anything, this half hour was personally the most enjoyable part of the trip. I look forward to my second trip out this year so I can strap on some waders and work a stream.


We decided to take the short drive up to Holter Lake and catch some private fireworks for the fourth of July. The show was small but the area is so beautiful and the drive always produces plenty of wildlife. This year we saw a cow elk, the normally numerous ospry, muley and whitetail sightings. The sunset over Holter Lake was the best show of the evening.




It was back to the salt mine. With only two days left, we needed to finish triming windows, corners and the roof peaks so we could start applying the cedar shakes. Unfortunetly, the staple gun I rented could not be used since neither the generator we borrowed from Walt and Delores nor the Honda generator we tried from Paul would run Dan's compressor. So we were back to the hand tool mode for nailing the trim, vertical siding and cedar shakes. After our normal camp side breakfast, Sherry and the kids worked fairly independantly cutting and nailing boards while I started nailing the cedar shakes. Dan stopped up in the morning and helped with the tall end of the cabin and the trim boards.






Initially Bronte/I and Sherry/Clayton teamed up to do the shakes, but apparently the shakes weren't as much "fun" as I had been building them up to be so I became the shake-man. We went with a random/staggered look that helped in shake selection, but with all of the trim and the 12/12 peak it went slower than I had wanted.




Sherry and the kids took a load of construction garbage and all of the rental material back to Helena (we didn't end up paying anything for the ladder mishap). I stayed back and finished the shakes on the front of the cabin. This went much faster than working on the scaffolding and cutting every other shake for the peak.

The last day we cut the ends and restacked the redwood boards under the cabin. In addition, we organized the inside of the cabin, returned all of the borrowed tools and got everything packed for our drive back. That afternoon Bronte got a mountain beauty salon treatment and we all showered and cleaned up for the transition back to normality. Sherry was quite proud as she did not shower at Dan/Dawn's the whole trip and actually began to enjoy her black bag mountain shower routine. That evening, we went to the Frenchman for a good greasy burger. Unfortunetly, they were sold out of t-shirts for Bronte stating they had a real run on them over the fourth.



All in all the trip was a success. Not all of the exterior was complete, but two of the sides were 100% complete while the others were trimmed with varied levels of vertical siding completed. We were going home a day early so we could attend Jake and Dipti's wedding in Chicago. Loading up some last minute packs was the only thing left on the agenda. So after some morning pictures of the cabin and family, we locked up and left Wolf Creek with mixed emotions.









Until my trip out this Fall ...