Hey anyone/everyone that loves Yaks.

I really have no idea of what to blog about. I can tell you that in the grunge of a recession and mire of my business reality, yaks continue to lead me in the right direction. My family had the opportunity to take “a road like Black Bear Road” last weekend to finally see some dear friends. They live in a place that “you can’t get there from here”. The beauty, if it was not Sangri La, was a complete hologram. Somehow Shannon found us and invited our family into hers. Bob, Becky, Paul, Shupa, Myrtle, Steve, and the whole He-Haw-Gang.  Although we were familiar with dogs and ponds and gardens and elk hunting and cold mornings, Wow…. this was real life! As we came home, we “took pictures of the road” and wished we had rented “a you -drive-em army-jeep-car from a fellow by the name of Kuboske”. C.W. had no yaks or he wouldn’t have lost that jeep-car.