tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425550699774238271.post3297132310741414776..comments2024-02-25T02:41:43.023-07:00Comments on North of Andorra: The Tale of the Electric ElkNorth of Andorrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06199381759209397228noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425550699774238271.post-82023856821476566792008-11-03T08:28:00.000-07:002008-11-03T08:28:00.000-07:00Your lives revolve around such different activitie...Your lives revolve around such different activities than mine!<BR/><BR/>I spend my days balancing the financial assets of retirement plans...and seldom are they correct! I chase down the 401(k) contributions of plan participants and the matching contributions of their employers...again...rarely correct! And of course I spend lots of time trying to comply with the governmental regulations dealing with these assets.<BR/><BR/>I think...over all...you're having more fun! But I must stay indoors with my numbers...because if I was out there following an elk...my allergies would have had me sneezing like mad...and the elk would have been alerted to my presence! That wouldn't have worked well! HA!<BR/><BR/>Luke is so glad to continue hearing from you...write on!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425550699774238271.post-32847265686025051402008-11-01T16:46:00.000-06:002008-11-01T16:46:00.000-06:00That's what I remember too. Except that they were...That's what I remember too. Except that they were elk.North of Andorrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06199381759209397228noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425550699774238271.post-64650164391010599512008-11-01T15:52:00.000-06:002008-11-01T15:52:00.000-06:00Doug, I don't think I've ever been very close to a...Doug, I don't think I've ever been very close to an elk but I do remember the moose when we drove through Gardiner on the way to the ranch in Tom Minor Basin. All six of us in the old blue VW bus were transfixed. The moose were wandering back and forth across the road, standing right in front of the bus, they're backs as high as high as the windshield of the bus. When we got out of the car to go into the little store the moose were up on the wooden? sidewalk. That was a real treat for us city kids. That's the way I remember the story and I'm stickin to it. Love, LeslieAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5425550699774238271.post-54252212514189223302008-11-01T14:23:00.000-06:002008-11-01T14:23:00.000-06:00I love hearing these Yellowstone tales. Nancy, do...I love hearing these Yellowstone tales. Nancy, do you have some to share?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com