That girl and I drove down to meet my daughter and her
friend Jo in the Gallatin Valley. My
daughter is relocating to San Francisco after a few years in New York
City. She is swinging up through Montana
on her drive across the U.S. The four of
us had a dinner together and overnighted at the Gallatin River Lodge. The lodge is only sixteen years old and is
very secluded. Our dinner was
excellent! I really like the lodge with
the notable exception of the screen door.
The door is an over-achiever. If you want to exit, you pretty much need to
kick its ass before you can squeeze through.
I think the screen door may be the scantily clad first cousin to a bank
vault door. The door is both hard to
push open (pushing around a refrigerator hard) and quick to close down on you; something akin to a giant clam.
For some reason, the door has automatic closers on
both the bottom and the top. I have
posted a picture of the door. I captured the image with my
twice-as-smarter-than-me-phone. I locked
the door open for safety while taking the photograph. If I manage to squeeze back out the door along
with my belongings when I leave later today, I will continue posting
blogs. If not, please send someone with
the jaws-of-life to room 202.
--Mitchell
Hegman
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