livin' in the wilds....

I got the fastest horse,surest rifle,prettiest gal,ugliest dog. My old man could lick any man in the county and I could lick my old man. I can out grinn a mountain lion,out wrestle a grizzly bear, ride a lightning bolt and tote a steam boat on my back.......and I aint never seen em, but I hear the Andes is foothills and the Hymalayas is fer childrens to play on, by gar the rocky mountains is the backbone of the world!!! 'nuff said, any way thought I'd start me this here blog. Reason why is cause thar dont seem to be any bonafide mountain men out there , or if there is ,thays keepin it to themselves. I'm not sure of what I'm really doin' ...can folks reply to this ? I spent a long winter while back in the foothills of the rockys. Seems the wife had thrown me out and I'd no wheres to go. She said go to your damn mountains your always talking about,big mountain man! So...I did. A friend I had said come to the rockies to live on my land and watch it for me , so I packed my gear and headed east into the selkirk mountains. I ended up stayin' all winter in a 10x12 wall tent with my dog and a rifle ..Oh a wood stove I made out of a depth charge case. Stayed warm even at 20 below!!