Things change quickly sometimes when you least expect it. After more than seven years in Texas, an opportunity came up at work that's going to send us back north, and back to where we started. It wasn't something we were actively looking for, even if it often came up in the back of our minds. Several years ago we put in for a transfer back to Montana and it ultimately didn't work out. Management here wasn't in favor of it and budget restraints kept any transfers from happening for a couple of years, so we moved on and figured we'd be in Texas for the long haul. But there's something that's said about best laid plans. Montana came looking for us and made an offer we didn't refuse. While there's the difficulties of leaving behind friends and the "known" of Portland, there's the benefit of family and familiarity on the other end. The offer came almost exactly 14 years after we left... and that feels like a lifetime, a lot of which was detailed on this blog and written from many different rooms across multiple states. I'll forever be thankful for the journeys we've been able to take, the experiences we've been able to have, and the people who've been there for us in every place we've stopped along the way. We may be going back home, but we're still going on to the next adventure! Anyway, to get ready for the upcoming move, we took a trip to Missoula for a week to get an idea of where we were going to live. Here are some of the highlights...

It's fun flying during a pandemic...
Grandpa Bill lost his shoe in the creek which led to Aunt Kelly getting attacked by murder hornets...
They all had a blast hiking to the M in the cold rain... if you can't tell.
Spent some time riding and running around the Miller Farm!
If nothing else, there will be an abundance of cousins to spend time with when we get back to Montana!