From:  Chris Hoke <mineralrock@yahoo.com> 
Subject:  day 12, montana.
Date:  Fri, 20 Oct 2000


"close my eyes and think of you, everything turns
black to blue"
sonic youth

we woke up before dawn, as is the custom these days.
it was COLD outside, and when i awoke there was coffee
ready for me, a very good thing. we opened the door
and looked at an awe inspiring sunrise, just orange
orange orange in the sky.
"the sky was yellow and the sun was blue"
-jimi hendrix
we just looked at in silence.
then we went for a run/bike ride.  i rode, dad ran.
it was good exercise, we went a third of the way
around the reservoir. then we turned back. got back
to the bounder, and did our necessary things to get
ready to go. then we drove straight to glacier park,
we didn't stop untill we got to east glacier, it was
the early evening, still light but only for 3 hours
or so. good eats at the two medicine grill, big
portions, light on the wallet. it looked like a hole
in the wall, but it was good. 
you know who called me right before we got to glacier?
tyler, wang, silent6212.  he's the man, the first
person (other than sunny) that called. it was great to
hear from him, and he got a running comentary on the
scenery.

<i needed an attitude adjustment, so in goes jimmy eat
world, the first one>

it's funny how music can make you want to cry, when
it's not even sad music.

the third song on static prevails reminds me of my
brother, when he was younger and sweet. every time i
hear it i want to cry, i get that tug in my throat and
my eyes water. i used to listen to this album, just
driving around shaker by myself, the music so loud it
hurts your ears. i would scream the lyrics, and bite
back the tears every time. i'd pull over so i wouldn't
have to worry about driving, my left foot shaking so
hard i couldn't operate the clutch. that's how i feel
right now. only i can't let it out, i'm next to dad and
i don't know how he'd react. people are so quick to lend
a shoulder to cry on, to ask what's wrong. when all you
want is to be by yourself, inside your own sorrow. we're
driving through jasper park, it's the day after my
birthday, it's the most beautifull country, it's amazing.

the computer died yesterday as i was writing all that
above me. now it's the next day, thursday. windows media
player is the shiznit. i put in a cd, and it has all
these different screen things. i have it on "musical
colors:aurora" it's sweet. "don't think, you're safe,
that cat, will be back again someday" the gloria record.

i feel way better today.

anyway, we drove west again to west glacier after we
had buffalo burgers at the two medicine grill.
"it's not my father's fault i'm such a boring soul,
afraid of everything" TGR
we got to apgar, which was the only town still open
inside the park. everything else was shut down.
"the world goes on without my faith (in anything)"
gloriarecord.
we walked around apgar, happy to be using feet instead
of wheels. it was chilly, the first chill we had
gotten since leaving cleveland. now i'm used to it,
having been in the mountains for the past week. we
asked the nice park rangers for ideas for hiking the
next day, and we got some ideas. we then drove to the
trail of the cedars, and hiked 3-4 hours to a lake and
back. it was really really still and quiet, the lake
was cold as ice, and just still. we had been hiking
through this forest of huge huge trees, like the
pineforest in cleveland but thicker and the ground was
moss. it was prehistoric, almost like a rainforest.
and the floor we walked on, at times it was just
stone, this smoothed away stone, jagged....

(somehow the rest of this was lost....ill try to get
it later)

chris