After almost a week of adventure in back country Montana, with our phones switched off and no worries in the world, we spent the entirety of yesterday unsuccessfully trying to commute home. Four attempts at getting on the only flights out of little Kalispell, MT with no prevail.. the ugly side of airline life. Literally an entire day of repetitive disappointment, getting increasingly exhausted, forced to be glued to our phones for the first time in a week to explore every obscure, roundabout way to get ourselves the heck outta there and just... failing so hard. We spent the night in one of the last hotel rooms in Kalispell, pee stained sheets and all, and woke up at 4am the next morning to catch the first flight out. An epic trip, sealed with an epically failed ending.
And ya know why I say all of that? Because this guy didn’t complain once.
And even after THE most unsuccessful travel experience of both of our careers... this trip has been made no bit less incredible. If anything, it just made it more memorable, and made those little laughs and victories throughout the day even sweeter. So so grateful for experiences like that and a person like this.