He Ain't Heavy

Pat L. Higginson obituary, 1956-2023, Roberts, MT BORN 1956 DIED 2023 Pat Higginson Obituary Pat L. Higginson 1956-2023 Roberts, MT-Pat Lee Higginson-"We will always love you." On May 15, 2023, Pat passed away in Roberts, Montana at the age of 66 of cardiac arrest. He was born August 7, 1956, in Coffeyville, Kansas, son of Thomas W. Higginson and Margorie Pierson Higginson. Pat had a heart of gold and loved dearly any stray cat or dog that crossed his path. He was the one who would stand up to the bully in the school yard and protect those being taunted. A master craftsman, he could do any remodeling activity and was a perfectionist in his finishes. Following his children and grandchildren he stayed close to them throughout his life. The many practical joke wars are a fun memory for his children. As well as Pat organizing big water balloon fights and encouraging all the children in the neighborhood to join in. He would set up a mini society to help them understand how life worked. How kind he was in helping others, giving away money or time to make others happy. He loved teaching his grandchildren about space and showing them the stars through his giant telescope. He was his children's protector, making them feel safe whenever he was near. Pat is proceeded in death by his mother and father. Survived by his children, Jesse(Julie) Higginson, Becky(Austin) Rietz and Jeremy Higginson; grandchildren, Tyler, Cami, Brooklynn, Hope, Addi, and Cash; Brother Thomas(Linda) Higginson, many loved nieces and nephews, great nieces and nephews and friends. Pat has been cremated. His family will have a private celebration of life at a later date. In lieu of flowers, we request donations made to a local no-kill animal shelter. Published by The Salt Lake Tribune from Jul. 27 to Jul. 30, 2023.

For the Record

dEntrance to Skinny People. Two raccoo mothers have had their babies so far this year and they have each has just two babies. After accusations last year, well almost every year, by my feeding the critters they are losing their ability to find food themselves. My response is and always has been that most raccoon babies don't make it to their first year as they starve to death. You'll find it all over the internet by smart people. Run a search. Now however they don't have four or fie babies out here every year like they use to because they are all going to make it to their first birthday. Also unexplicable is how come the raccoons hardly come during rhe winter on the porch as I would assume that's the most difficult time of the year to find food? Apparently they still know how to find food. The biggest obstacle is not me feeding them it's them surviving past their first birthday.

We're getting four or five foxes most nights and the red is always here. Last night it began talking to us. Was pretty exciting. Nothing we could understand yet but the effort was there. Engrance to Thousand Eyes.

No ringtail or skunk babies so far but they are coming. The mothers are hungry and slimmed down so they had them somewhere.

Life and Death

As I was packing to leave San Diego and return to Base Camp Linda handed me a box. I got back and opened it and it's my brother, his urn and him. I've been sitting here trying to figure out what to do with it. I can't set it on the shelf where I have my pee bottle to put on Jane Fonda's grave should I depart before her. That would be disrespectufl. I don't even know what to ask my own what to do with me when I'm gone.

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"Hurry Up" hiking the American Discovery Trail.

Base Camp

The river went down to nine feet from it's high of 21.5 but no beach has showed up yet as it's still three feet higher than same date last year.

Zac C sent he a picture he took at the Base Camp sign when he was here.

Jax still think's there's a squirrel in the side by sode.

I hope the two electric trials bikes I ordered show up soon, over a year behing delivery already, because the new Beta trials bikes Mad Bro has look pretty tempting.

Linny in San Diego

Jax and I drove back to San Diego for the last week or so for a good reason. We did some hiking in the Tierransanta canyons which look a little different than the canyons here in Moab.

While there Teresa emailed me to tell me baby raccoons showed up on the roof and a red fox joined the grey foxes in the parking lot.

Twice I had to leave to go to places that wouldn't allows dogs. Family took turns taking pictures of Jax in the windows longfully looking out waiting for my return.

Finally it was time to go see Linny my best friend in the whole world. Linny has another best friend. Born eight pounds and some change versus Linny born 20 years ago at roughly a pound and a half. Congratulations best friend. Let me know when she can walk. I'll buy her an ATV.

A LIttle Slower

Jax and I hike when we can mostly evenings. It's as beautiful as ever around us.

I'm headed to San Diego soon and going to pick up my trailer while there. The white F150 is the frame is broken and the transmission is about to fall out. I was in the shop and saw four guys gather under the gruck while it was on the rack all murmuring "it's bad." Then a 5th guy showed up and said "Really bad." So, can't drive that to San Diego. They ordered parts. The grey truck has a broken leaf spring, it's next on the list of things to get fixed. The 250 is in the shop now getting air conditioning, new springs, and lights for the trailer.

The Land, Less Respect

Every year there are more vehicles on the roads out here and the land, Mother Nature, Mother Earth, and the like get less respect. SITLA fenced off the east side of Hurrah Pass. I called and ask them ir they were going to do the west side and they said they only have a certain amount of money and other places need it more. It will be awhile. Then Doug pulled up and ask me to get in with him to show me what he had created. It's very inexpensive and it's movable.

Here are the results after only a few days.

Nevermind, Everything I Said

The other day I said no babies had showed up with the little people but this morning at 4:30am I heard raccoon babies on the front porch. Two or three at least. After I mentioned that every day a couple billion cubic feet of water goes by, the snow accumulation in the Rockies stays the same and never goes down and the river won't drop, in the last four days it's dropped three feet so Jesse and Jake headed down to the boat ramp, brought the kayaks through knee deep mud and put them in the river. When they got back they said it was still way to fast. They kayaked up river and didn't go anywhere after furious paddline. So the river went from 17.5 feet deep to under 15 and still not kayakable.

Yesterday was 104 degrees and today, July 4th is 107 degrees. The time to take Jax hiking is limited so it's very late in the day before we go.

Jax was positive, and he was right there was a aquirrel in the side by side so I took it all apart os he could search every nook and he found it but just couldn't get to it. In the 20 minutes that followed Jax turned 50 shades of grey and red.