Had an amazing horseback ride this evening. We did our trails. The weather was perfect, the sun partially set, the temperature (I think) in the low 70s. The horses were so amazingly cooperative.

I get this feeling, that time is a wasting. I must do a trek next summer. Raudi is 20 and Ryder is now in her teens. If we don’t do this soon, this age-related window of opportunity will pass.

The good thing is that the book project is such that anyone could step in and do what I’m doing. Or a group of people could do this. I know they will materialize shortly. In the meantime, the books are going out on their own accord – and books are coming in of their own accord.

Kennecott

When I began doing this, I thought that I’d get this project to the point in which all the books were gone. Now I know this isn’t going to happen. Books come and go, rather than just go. This is an abundance issue. There are so many books that there is no shortage and won’t ever be a shortage.

I would like to go to Iceland and ride an Icelandic horse. I’d like to participate in a sheep herd roundup. I’d like to then go to Scotland and watch border collie trials. It would be a lot of fun to spend time on a working border collie/sheep farm.

Now if I had been making a living on this project, I would have the money to do this. That’s the frustrating part about the job.

Well, I was to go with my friend Becky and do bicycling treks on trails off the Dempster Highway. I had my reservations because it’s a long way to go, and we don’t have much time. We were to have left on August 20 and return on August 26th. The news is that the portion of the highway we wanted to check out, that is beyond the Ogilvie Mountains, is closed due to fire danger. I say just as well because we have so little time.

Pete subsequently suggested that we instead go to McCarthy. I like this idea because we would not have to go as far and there is plenty of bicycling to be done in this area. I have not yet talked to Becky, but this sounds like a good idea to me.

The hard part is going to be extricating myself from here. I could just keep doing what I seem to be doing so well, toiling away in what Bill Schmidtkunz calls the, “book warehouse.” Today I called it the “book whorehouse,” and he remarked that being a hotel, it has plenty of rooms.

And someday we may very well own the historic Eagle Hotel. Some spend their time mulling this over while others of us cling to the vision.

I remarked today that the location is perfect – it’s close to all the Palmer distribution sites.

I just covered too much ground here. Sorry.

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