Podcast appearances and mentions of ranger station

A Hiking Accident brings Mark and Carrie Together.by T. Foxal. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.Mark and Carrie never met before, until an accident to Carrie, brought them together, and now maybe for good.Chapter 1.I’m Mark. 39 years old, single, a computer geek who is lucky enough that I can work from home, and make my own hours. I wasn’t always like this. When I was 18, I had a choice, jail or join the service. I just made some bad decisions back then, doing drugs and getting in fights. So I opted for the Marines. I spent 15 years with them, and advanced to Master Sergeant, which is the fourth highest position an NCO can go. Served 3 tours in Iraq and Afghanistan, which are true shit holes. Great thing about the service, besides 3 square meals a day and a place to sleep, you can be taught almost any useful job in the world, which is where I learned computer programing.Now I pretty much free-lance my abilities out and make a good wage. Most times I have jobs to do, but sometimes I don’t and have lots of free time. If I do have jobs, I can make my own hours.I don’t have a steady woman at this time, and I am  okay with that. Being deployed all the time, whether it was in the Middle East, or on some ship with a bunch of Squids, I really had no time for a relationship.I had been out almost a year this past August, when I decided I needed some down time. I decided I was going to the Adirondacks and do some hiking. I grew up outside of Syracuse NY., and have always wanted to go there. My one uncle owns a cabin up there and offered it to me when he heard I wanted to go hiking up there. He told me it had one bedroom, a bathroom, kitchen, and a living room with fireplace. It had running water and electricity. He warned me that I would need to turn on the hot water tank, since they shut it down last fall, after they used it last.I had decided that I would take two weeks to explore all the different mountain ranges this area had, finishing up at Mt. Marcy, the highest of them all. Since it was just after Labor Day, tourism should be at a low, with vacationers and school kids back into their routines. My plan was to hike daily, a different range, and if need be, camp out at night. Being a Marine, we are taught all types of survival skills, so this would be no problem for me. One thing my uncle did ask me to do, is stop at the Ranger station and let them know I would be occupying the cabin for a length of time. People sometimes like to use squatter rights and just use cabins, regardless if they are allowed, or not.I also like that the temperature doesn’t get to warm up there either. I prefer cool nights and just warm days. Maybe it’s because of my time in that hell hole of the middle east. My trip took almost 4 hours to get to where I wanted to go.Chapter 2.The skies were quite cloudy when I pulled into the Ranger Station. I got out of my truck and headed to the stations door, and when I opened it, a woman was coming out at the same time and we bumped into each other. We both apologized, then laughed, and then she continued on to her vehicle.After letting a ranger know where I was going and for how long, I exited the station and headed back to my truck. That’s when I noticed her again. She was 5 ‘7, maybe 130 lbs., caramel colored skin, hair just past her shoulders, when she let it down. From the side, she did not look like she had very big boobs, they were smallish medium, just the way I actually like them. She was wearing camo style shorts, and a tan polo shirt. Boy, she had nice legs, long and muscular, very toned. If I had to guess her age, early 30’s. Whoever was getting lucky with that, was one lucky son of a bitch. One thing I did notice, she was wearing white running shoes, and not hiking boots. Judging from the backpack she was attempting to put on, she was going hiking and camping out. Running shoes are not the smartest thing to wear hiking. No ankle support what so ever.As I drove off, I stole another look at her, as I drove by. Great looking ass. Bigger than a model would have, but smaller than many of the women I have seen in my lifetime. I exited the parking lot and started heading up Whiteface Mountain. My uncle’s cabin is up about 4 miles from this point, on a long and windy road. If I had to guess, it would be about a third of the way up the mountain, and only because of the road, which I believed was cut out by a snake.Once I arrived, I unloaded everything into the cabin. Found the circuit breaker and turned them on, especially the hot water tank. Too many cold showers in my life, so no need to suffer this time now. One thing I did notice too, the temp was cooler up this high. It was around 70 down by the station, but I bet it dropped a good 10 degrees.Next, I unload my coolers, which had meats and eggs, butter, and all of the necessities needed to eat well. I had enough for 2 weeks, if not more. Also brought along two 12 packs of beer as well, and water. Man I love roughing it.After stowing away my gear and food, I checked the place out. Nice queen size bed, in the bedroom. They even had TV, which I could care less about. May to use for the weather is all I can see a use for it. I’m not one to sit and watch TV much, except for football and maybe playoff baseball.I then went and checked the area out. The back porch had a gas grill on it, plus what looked like a cord of wood. I figured if I used any, I could go into town and buy some to replenish, unless Unc had a chain saw, then I would do my own. I then went for a small hike just around the area.I did not want to venture to far today. It was already after 4pm, and the skies were really getting dark, so some rain, if not storms, were moving in soon. About a ¼ mile into the woods, was a hiking trail, well used too. I wondered if that lady was on this trail, if she even made up this far yet. If she did, she better start preparing her campsite for the weather that was due in soon. I kept hiking for another 30 minutes before heading back to the cabin. I figured a good early start in the morning, may get me to the top by the afternoon, early evening.Chapter 3.I was now back from my little hike and relaxing, but also getting hungry. I settled on frying up some home fries and grill up some Polish kielbasa. I cooked up the potatoes first, and then set the pan in the oven and set it to warm. Then took the meat out to the porch and fired up the grill.It was a little after 6 now and the wind had really picked up and the skies hung low, full of rain that to start shortly. As I waited for the grill to heat up some, I thought I heard someone cry out. At first I thought it could be just the wind, but then I heard it again.I stepped off the porch and headed towards the trail, behind the cabin. As I got on the trail, I heard the cry again, but this time could make out the word Help. I yelled out for the person to keep yelling, so I could judge where it was actually coming from.Whoever it was, must have heard me because the Helps were coming more quickly. I was at least a good half mile now from the cabin when I came upon a woman, lying on the ground, holding her foot. It was the lady I saw down by the ranger station when I first arrived.When she saw me coming she said, “Oh Thank God. I wasn’t sure anyone could hear me.”“What happened?” I asked. “Oh stupid me wasn’t watching where I stepped and then all of a sudden, I’m on the ground from twisting my ankle.” she explained, then went on,“I tried walking on it, but damn, it hurts. I don’t think it is broken.” I kneeled in front of her and took off her shoe, then her wool sock, and could see the ankle was swollen and just starting to turn a little purplish. I’m no doctor, nor was I corpsman in the service, but I have had my share, and have seen many a sprained ankle, and this sure did look like one.After looking at it, I looked up at her face and could see the pain written all over her gorgeous face. I then gently removed her backpack, which had to weigh a good 25 to 30 pounds. “Christ, what the hell is she carrying in this.”, I thought. Then I put the backpack on over my shoulders. Just then, the rain started. “Great, just what I needed”, I thought.“Oh damn. This isn’t good. What are we going to do now?” she asked.“First off, grab my arm and let’s get you up, then we’ll hike back down to my cabin, which I think is about a ½ mile from here.” I said. “By the way, my name is Mark” She retorted back to me “Carolyn, or Carrie to my friends, which you are fast becoming.”With my help, she stood up, using her good leg. Now I am not a tall man, 5’ 10 175 lbs., and still in great shape, since I work out 4 times a week. I then asked her to put her right arm around my neck and I would hold her waist, and we would try and keep all the weight off of the foot.We did quite well actually, and she didn’t complain one time. Only twice did we have to stop and rest a minute. That didn’t matter, we were both soaked to our skin by now, and it was quite chilly out. What should have taken maybe 5 minutes to walk, turned into almost 25 minutes, by the time we got back to the porch of the cabin. At one point, I felt I should have just carried her fireman’s style, just to speed this up.We then entered the cabin. Luckily it was still pretty warm in there, but I knew that wouldn’t last long. I guided her over to a leather chair and had her sit. Then went and got some towels to at least dry off some of the rain.I then went into the bathroom and saw that my uncle had 2 inch wide medical tape and some gauze. I went into my pack and pulled out some Aleve. I came back out, got some water and then handed her the medicine. Then I knelt down and removed her shoe again, sans the sock, since we didn’t put that back on. I carefully dried her foot and ankle, and then wrapped gauze around it, then taped it up.After I finished, I could see she was shaking from being cold now. Both of us were soaked to the skin. I went into my uncles dresser and looked around. My aunt had a set sweats in there. I hope they fit her. My aunt is only 5'4, but is big chested, so the top should be fine. I also pulled out some socks for her as well. I then looked in the closet, and in the back, found a pair of crutches. Uncle’s family comes up here a lot to ski, so crutches would be a wise investment, especially for my one cousin Carol, she is a klutz.I came back into the living room and looked down at her. “ How does that feel now Carrie”“Still hurts, but not like it was, and thank you.” she said. I extended a hand to her and told her to grab it, then pulled her up. “I got you some clothes to change into, and these crutches. The shower is down the hall. A good hot shower should help you warm up a bit . Also, take this baggie and wrap it around your foot and ankle and tape off the top, to keep it dry.”“Oh My God, you are so nice. I am so sorry for being a pain in your ass, but thank you so much.”She trudged down the hall to the bath. I couldn’t help but look at her great legs and chubby ass as she went. I did notice she wore no wedding, or engagement ring, so that was a good thing. Just before she opened the bathroom door, I told her I was going to finish making dinner. She just grinned, but said nothing. Before I did that though, I pulled out some sweats. Both the top and the bottoms had the Marine logo on it. Those sweats last forever.I had to reheat the fried potatoes and then went and relit the grill. The kielbasa was done in about 10 minutes. So when I came back in, she was still not out of the shower. “Women”, I thought. They take so friggin long to get clean. Although I did have some thoughts about how she looked in the shower.I had just finished setting the table, when she arrived back out in the living room. The sweat top was definitely too big for her, yet looked cute. The sweat pants were a little snug and stopped short about two inches from the top of her feet. She was like staring at me, but didn’t speak.“Is something wrong?” I asked. “No, not a thing, except for those Jarhead sweats you have on.”“What? You don’t like Marines?” She laughed and said, “They are okay, but to a Navy gal, they don’t get my motor running”“Oh shit. I helped a god damn Squid? Christ sakes”, then laughed, and so did she. “Come on, let’s eat”I asked her what she would like to drink, which was limited to beer or water. She chose a water, as I did too, and sat down to our little feast.Chapter 4.She was quiet at first, so I broke the silence and asked her “So Miss Carrie, and I presume Miss, what has you up here by yourself?”She chuckled then spoke “ I love hiking and always wanted to come explore these mountains. And Yes, I am a miss. Divorced actually, 5 years now. I have a 20 year daughter too, who attends Syracuse University.“Good God” I interjected; “How the hell did you ly you way into the navy as a 10 year old? You can't be past your early thirties!”I spent 14 years in the Navy. I was also a Navy brat too. My dad and mom live in Pensacola, after he retired from the Navy as a Master Chief. I left the Navy 7 years ago, but that’s another story.”She took a drink of water, then continued. “ I live right outside of Syracuse now, mostly to be close to my daughter. We adopted her when she was 3 years old. I couldn’t have kids, and she was orphaned when her parents were killed in an auto accident in Norfolk. What about you Mr. Mark?”I smiled at her and looked her right in the eye, which were hazel in color. “Let’s see, I spent 20 good years in the Navy, and then retired from it. I did pick up a good vocation, programming computers, so that’s what I do now. Mostly free-lance myself out. I make a good wage doing it. My uncle owns this cabin and I needed a vacation, so I too, wanted to explore here. I took the next two weeks off and hope to finish up on Mt. Marcy. I grew up just east of Syracuse and moved back there. Both of my parents are deceased now, and I have one sister, who is two years older than me”She then asked, “What did you end up at?”“An E8, Master Sergeant,” I answered. “and you?”She chuckled and said, “E8 as well, Senior Chief. How many deployments?”“3 tours in the sandpit, then countless boat rides. Served on the George Washington and the Lincoln, and ended my career at Quantico.”“Oh shit. My dad served on the Lincoln too, John Reynolds. Master Chief of the Boat.”I laughed and said, “I know your old man. I served with him on the Lincoln for 6 months. At the time I was a E6 (Staff Sergeant), but I got to know him well. I even got to meet your mom too, when we got done at Norfolk. Beautiful lady and not being forward, I can see where you get your looks. Your old man had a way with the crew. They all respected him and did anything he told them to do. I can still remember his one saying, "Son. Don’t fail me, or I will open a can of whoop ass on you.” Usually scared the shit out of some teenage kid”She laughed and said, “Yeah, he did have their respect, but at home he was a teddy bear, at least to me and mom. I remember in high school, any boy I would date, he would just stare at them, which usually scared the shit out of them”We laughed and told stories about our time in the service. Then I did the dishes up while I had her go relax on the couch. When I finished, I asked if she would like a beer now, which she gladly accepted. Before I came out with the beers, I wrote down my name, address and phone number, and handed it to her.“What’s this for?” I told her, “Look. You were injured and I would like you to call your family and tell them and that you will be staying here tonight. Plus give you peace of mind that you are not bunking with some crazy guy in the woods. So let them know that info, and all should be good.”She chuckled then said, “Well, for one. all of you jarheads are crazy, so I am not too sure how safe I am with you, but so far, you haven’t shown any craziness. But I will call my daughter and let her know.”She then called her daughter and explained the situation to her. They chatted for about 10 minutes or so. Her daughter must have asked her if I was cute, because she softly spoke, “yeah. pretty cute” After that she hung up her phone and sat back on the couch.“I want to thank you again for saving me from a very bad situation. I know I have to be a pain in the ass to you, and you weren’t planning on someone screwing up your vacation like this.” Carrie said.“Number one, you are not a pain in the ass at all, and two, you haven’t screwed anything up. I rather enjoy your company, if I am being honest here. Granted, I came up here alone, but now I have made a friend, or at least, an acquaintance, and if I may add a very beautiful one at that..Carrie blushed, "Thank you. I mean for a Gyrene, you are pretty nice, and a bonus, you can cook too. How come some pretty woman hasn’t snatched you up?”I just chuckled at that, “Well, you know how it is in the service. Always deployed to some ungodly place, or never being able to put roots down in one place. That’s not fair to anyone. Plus, there has been no one who really rocked my world. The closest I came was living with this one girl for like 6 months, but she opted out after seeing me off to Iraq, and just couldn’t handle the unknown. When I got back 8 months later, she was long gone. Never heard a word from her either, except for the letter she left behind. So from that point on, I just dated here and there, nothing steady. And now, I haven’t really looked. You say you are divorced, what happened there, if you don’t mind telling.”She smiled, and when she did, her whole face smiled. Her almond shaped eyes were to die for. A man could get lost in those eyes. I know I was. I also wondered if she had a special man in her life. If so, he was a complete idiot for letting her go on this by herself. Not to keep her safe, or anything like that, but just to be with her.“We met at Pensacola when I was just 2 years into my first term. He was a Seal. So of course he hung the moon and stars. But growing up Navy, I knew what this entailed. We had a great marriage, at least I thought we did. Only when he got deployed, did I get scared. You know how it is with them, they are not going to some amusement park. When he got transferred to a base, I got one too, since I worked in procurement and distribution, it was no big deal.”She took a swig of her beer and breathed out, then continued. “We tried having kids, but I came to find out that my tubes were closed and I couldn’t have any. So we started looking at adoption and then about a year later we were informed about Jenny. Her parents killed in an auto accident and she had no living relatives. We took her in as a foster child and then about a year after, we adopted her. Things were going good for us. We both got transferred to Norfolk, and luckily, Dad was stationed there too, but as

A Hiking Accident brings Mark and Carrie Together.by T. Foxal. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.Mark and Carrie never met before, until an accident to Carrie, brought them together, and now maybe for good.Chapter 1.I’m Mark. 39 years old, single, a computer geek who is lucky enough that I can work from home, and make my own hours. I wasn’t always like this. When I was 18, I had a choice, jail or join the service. I just made some bad decisions back then, doing drugs and getting in fights. So I opted for the Marines. I spent 15 years with them, and advanced to Master Sergeant, which is the fourth highest position an NCO can go. Served 3 tours in Iraq and Afghanistan, which are true shit holes. Great thing about the service, besides 3 square meals a day and a place to sleep, you can be taught almost any useful job in the world, which is where I learned computer programing.Now I pretty much free-lance my abilities out and make a good wage. Most times I have jobs to do, but sometimes I don’t and have lots of free time. If I do have jobs, I can make my own hours.I don’t have a steady woman at this time, and I am  okay with that. Being deployed all the time, whether it was in the Middle East, or on some ship with a bunch of Squids, I really had no time for a relationship.I had been out almost a year this past August, when I decided I needed some down time. I decided I was going to the Adirondacks and do some hiking. I grew up outside of Syracuse NY., and have always wanted to go there. My one uncle owns a cabin up there and offered it to me when he heard I wanted to go hiking up there. He told me it had one bedroom, a bathroom, kitchen, and a living room with fireplace. It had running water and electricity. He warned me that I would need to turn on the hot water tank, since they shut it down last fall, after they used it last.I had decided that I would take two weeks to explore all the different mountain ranges this area had, finishing up at Mt. Marcy, the highest of them all. Since it was just after Labor Day, tourism should be at a low, with vacationers and school kids back into their routines. My plan was to hike daily, a different range, and if need be, camp out at night. Being a Marine, we are taught all types of survival skills, so this would be no problem for me. One thing my uncle did ask me to do, is stop at the Ranger station and let them know I would be occupying the cabin for a length of time. People sometimes like to use squatter rights and just use cabins, regardless if they are allowed, or not.I also like that the temperature doesn’t get to warm up there either. I prefer cool nights and just warm days. Maybe it’s because of my time in that hell hole of the middle east. My trip took almost 4 hours to get to where I wanted to go.Chapter 2.The skies were quite cloudy when I pulled into the Ranger Station. I got out of my truck and headed to the stations door, and when I opened it, a woman was coming out at the same time and we bumped into each other. We both apologized, then laughed, and then she continued on to her vehicle.After letting a ranger know where I was going and for how long, I exited the station and headed back to my truck. That’s when I noticed her again. She was 5 ‘7, maybe 130 lbs., caramel colored skin, hair just past her shoulders, when she let it down. From the side, she did not look like she had very big boobs, they were smallish medium, just the way I actually like them. She was wearing camo style shorts, and a tan polo shirt. Boy, she had nice legs, long and muscular, very toned. If I had to guess her age, early 30’s. Whoever was getting lucky with that, was one lucky son of a bitch. One thing I did notice, she was wearing white running shoes, and not hiking boots. Judging from the backpack she was attempting to put on, she was going hiking and camping out. Running shoes are not the smartest thing to wear hiking. No ankle support what so ever.As I drove off, I stole another look at her, as I drove by. Great looking ass. Bigger than a model would have, but smaller than many of the women I have seen in my lifetime. I exited the parking lot and started heading up Whiteface Mountain. My uncle’s cabin is up about 4 miles from this point, on a long and windy road. If I had to guess, it would be about a third of the way up the mountain, and only because of the road, which I believed was cut out by a snake.Once I arrived, I unloaded everything into the cabin. Found the circuit breaker and turned them on, especially the hot water tank. Too many cold showers in my life, so no need to suffer this time now. One thing I did notice too, the temp was cooler up this high. It was around 70 down by the station, but I bet it dropped a good 10 degrees.Next, I unload my coolers, which had meats and eggs, butter, and all of the necessities needed to eat well. I had enough for 2 weeks, if not more. Also brought along two 12 packs of beer as well, and water. Man I love roughing it.After stowing away my gear and food, I checked the place out. Nice queen size bed, in the bedroom. They even had TV, which I could care less about. May to use for the weather is all I can see a use for it. I’m not one to sit and watch TV much, except for football and maybe playoff baseball.I then went and checked the area out. The back porch had a gas grill on it, plus what looked like a cord of wood. I figured if I used any, I could go into town and buy some to replenish, unless Unc had a chain saw, then I would do my own. I then went for a small hike just around the area.I did not want to venture to far today. It was already after 4pm, and the skies were really getting dark, so some rain, if not storms, were moving in soon. About a ¼ mile into the woods, was a hiking trail, well used too. I wondered if that lady was on this trail, if she even made up this far yet. If she did, she better start preparing her campsite for the weather that was due in soon. I kept hiking for another 30 minutes before heading back to the cabin. I figured a good early start in the morning, may get me to the top by the afternoon, early evening.Chapter 3.I was now back from my little hike and relaxing, but also getting hungry. I settled on frying up some home fries and grill up some Polish kielbasa. I cooked up the potatoes first, and then set the pan in the oven and set it to warm. Then took the meat out to the porch and fired up the grill.It was a little after 6 now and the wind had really picked up and the skies hung low, full of rain that to start shortly. As I waited for the grill to heat up some, I thought I heard someone cry out. At first I thought it could be just the wind, but then I heard it again.I stepped off the porch and headed towards the trail, behind the cabin. As I got on the trail, I heard the cry again, but this time could make out the word Help. I yelled out for the person to keep yelling, so I could judge where it was actually coming from.Whoever it was, must have heard me because the Helps were coming more quickly. I was at least a good half mile now from the cabin when I came upon a woman, lying on the ground, holding her foot. It was the lady I saw down by the ranger station when I first arrived.When she saw me coming she said, “Oh Thank God. I wasn’t sure anyone could hear me.”“What happened?” I asked. “Oh stupid me wasn’t watching where I stepped and then all of a sudden, I’m on the ground from twisting my ankle.” she explained, then went on,“I tried walking on it, but damn, it hurts. I don’t think it is broken.” I kneeled in front of her and took off her shoe, then her wool sock, and could see the ankle was swollen and just starting to turn a little purplish. I’m no doctor, nor was I corpsman in the service, but I have had my share, and have seen many a sprained ankle, and this sure did look like one.After looking at it, I looked up at her face and could see the pain written all over her gorgeous face. I then gently removed her backpack, which had to weigh a good 25 to 30 pounds. “Christ, what the hell is she carrying in this.”, I thought. Then I put the backpack on over my shoulders. Just then, the rain started. “Great, just what I needed”, I thought.“Oh damn. This isn’t good. What are we going to do now?” she asked.“First off, grab my arm and let’s get you up, then we’ll hike back down to my cabin, which I think is about a ½ mile from here.” I said. “By the way, my name is Mark” She retorted back to me “Carolyn, or Carrie to my friends, which you are fast becoming.”With my help, she stood up, using her good leg. Now I am not a tall man, 5’ 10 175 lbs., and still in great shape, since I work out 4 times a week. I then asked her to put her right arm around my neck and I would hold her waist, and we would try and keep all the weight off of the foot.We did quite well actually, and she didn’t complain one time. Only twice did we have to stop and rest a minute. That didn’t matter, we were both soaked to our skin by now, and it was quite chilly out. What should have taken maybe 5 minutes to walk, turned into almost 25 minutes, by the time we got back to the porch of the cabin. At one point, I felt I should have just carried her fireman’s style, just to speed this up.We then entered the cabin. Luckily it was still pretty warm in there, but I knew that wouldn’t last long. I guided her over to a leather chair and had her sit. Then went and got some towels to at least dry off some of the rain.I then went into the bathroom and saw that my uncle had 2 inch wide medical tape and some gauze. I went into my pack and pulled out some Aleve. I came back out, got some water and then handed her the medicine. Then I knelt down and removed her shoe again, sans the sock, since we didn’t put that back on. I carefully dried her foot and ankle, and then wrapped gauze around it, then taped it up.After I finished, I could see she was shaking from being cold now. Both of us were soaked to the skin. I went into my uncles dresser and looked around. My aunt had a set sweats in there. I hope they fit her. My aunt is only 5'4, but is big chested, so the top should be fine. I also pulled out some socks for her as well. I then looked in the closet, and in the back, found a pair of crutches. Uncle’s family comes up here a lot to ski, so crutches would be a wise investment, especially for my one cousin Carol, she is a klutz.I came back into the living room and looked down at her. “ How does that feel now Carrie”“Still hurts, but not like it was, and thank you.” she said. I extended a hand to her and told her to grab it, then pulled her up. “I got you some clothes to change into, and these crutches. The shower is down the hall. A good hot shower should help you warm up a bit . Also, take this baggie and wrap it around your foot and ankle and tape off the top, to keep it dry.”“Oh My God, you are so nice. I am so sorry for being a pain in your ass, but thank you so much.”She trudged down the hall to the bath. I couldn’t help but look at her great legs and chubby ass as she went. I did notice she wore no wedding, or engagement ring, so that was a good thing. Just before she opened the bathroom door, I told her I was going to finish making dinner. She just grinned, but said nothing. Before I did that though, I pulled out some sweats. Both the top and the bottoms had the Marine logo on it. Those sweats last forever.I had to reheat the fried potatoes and then went and relit the grill. The kielbasa was done in about 10 minutes. So when I came back in, she was still not out of the shower. “Women”, I thought. They take so friggin long to get clean. Although I did have some thoughts about how she looked in the shower.I had just finished setting the table, when she arrived back out in the living room. The sweat top was definitely too big for her, yet looked cute. The sweat pants were a little snug and stopped short about two inches from the top of her feet. She was like staring at me, but didn’t speak.“Is something wrong?” I asked. “No, not a thing, except for those Jarhead sweats you have on.”“What? You don’t like Marines?” She laughed and said, “They are okay, but to a Navy gal, they don’t get my motor running”“Oh shit. I helped a god damn Squid? Christ sakes”, then laughed, and so did she. “Come on, let’s eat”I asked her what she would like to drink, which was limited to beer or water. She chose a water, as I did too, and sat down to our little feast.Chapter 4.She was quiet at first, so I broke the silence and asked her “So Miss Carrie, and I presume Miss, what has you up here by yourself?”She chuckled then spoke “ I love hiking and always wanted to come explore these mountains. And Yes, I am a miss. Divorced actually, 5 years now. I have a 20 year daughter too, who attends Syracuse University.“Good God” I interjected; “How the hell did you ly you way into the navy as a 10 year old? You can't be past your early thirties!”I spent 14 years in the Navy. I was also a Navy brat too. My dad and mom live in Pensacola, after he retired from the Navy as a Master Chief. I left the Navy 7 years ago, but that’s another story.”She took a drink of water, then continued. “ I live right outside of Syracuse now, mostly to be close to my daughter. We adopted her when she was 3 years old. I couldn’t have kids, and she was orphaned when her parents were killed in an auto accident in Norfolk. What about you Mr. Mark?”I smiled at her and looked her right in the eye, which were hazel in color. “Let’s see, I spent 20 good years in the Navy, and then retired from it. I did pick up a good vocation, programming computers, so that’s what I do now. Mostly free-lance myself out. I make a good wage doing it. My uncle owns this cabin and I needed a vacation, so I too, wanted to explore here. I took the next two weeks off and hope to finish up on Mt. Marcy. I grew up just east of Syracuse and moved back there. Both of my parents are deceased now, and I have one sister, who is two years older than me”She then asked, “What did you end up at?”“An E8, Master Sergeant,” I answered. “and you?”She chuckled and said, “E8 as well, Senior Chief. How many deployments?”“3 tours in the sandpit, then countless boat rides. Served on the George Washington and the Lincoln, and ended my career at Quantico.”“Oh shit. My dad served on the Lincoln too, John Reynolds. Master Chief of the Boat.”I laughed and said, “I know your old man. I served with him on the Lincoln for 6 months. At the time I was a E6 (Staff Sergeant), but I got to know him well. I even got to meet your mom too, when we got done at Norfolk. Beautiful lady and not being forward, I can see where you get your looks. Your old man had a way with the crew. They all respected him and did anything he told them to do. I can still remember his one saying, "Son. Don’t fail me, or I will open a can of whoop ass on you.” Usually scared the shit out of some teenage kid”She laughed and said, “Yeah, he did have their respect, but at home he was a teddy bear, at least to me and mom. I remember in high school, any boy I would date, he would just stare at them, which usually scared the shit out of them”We laughed and told stories about our time in the service. Then I did the dishes up while I had her go relax on the couch. When I finished, I asked if she would like a beer now, which she gladly accepted. Before I came out with the beers, I wrote down my name, address and phone number, and handed it to her.“What’s this for?” I told her, “Look. You were injured and I would like you to call your family and tell them and that you will be staying here tonight. Plus give you peace of mind that you are not bunking with some crazy guy in the woods. So let them know that info, and all should be good.”She chuckled then said, “Well, for one. all of you jarheads are crazy, so I am not too sure how safe I am with you, but so far, you haven’t shown any craziness. But I will call my daughter and let her know.”She then called her daughter and explained the situation to her. They chatted for about 10 minutes or so. Her daughter must have asked her if I was cute, because she softly spoke, “yeah. pretty cute” After that she hung up her phone and sat back on the couch.“I want to thank you again for saving me from a very bad situation. I know I have to be a pain in the ass to you, and you weren’t planning on someone screwing up your vacation like this.” Carrie said.“Number one, you are not a pain in the ass at all, and two, you haven’t screwed anything up. I rather enjoy your company, if I am being honest here. Granted, I came up here alone, but now I have made a friend, or at least, an acquaintance, and if I may add a very beautiful one at that..Carrie blushed, "Thank you. I mean for a Gyrene, you are pretty nice, and a bonus, you can cook too. How come some pretty woman hasn’t snatched you up?”I just chuckled at that, “Well, you know how it is in the service. Always deployed to some ungodly place, or never being able to put roots down in one place. That’s not fair to anyone. Plus, there has been no one who really rocked my world. The closest I came was living with this one girl for like 6 months, but she opted out after seeing me off to Iraq, and just couldn’t handle the unknown. When I got back 8 months later, she was long gone. Never heard a word from her either, except for the letter she left behind. So from that point on, I just dated here and there, nothing steady. And now, I haven’t really looked. You say you are divorced, what happened there, if you don’t mind telling.”She smiled, and when she did, her whole face smiled. Her almond shaped eyes were to die for. A man could get lost in those eyes. I know I was. I also wondered if she had a special man in her life. If so, he was a complete idiot for letting her go on this by herself. Not to keep her safe, or anything like that, but just to be with her.“We met at Pensacola when I was just 2 years into my first term. He was a Seal. So of course he hung the moon and stars. But growing up Navy, I knew what this entailed. We had a great marriage, at least I thought we did. Only when he got deployed, did I get scared. You know how it is with them, they are not going to some amusement park. When he got transferred to a base, I got one too, since I worked in procurement and distribution, it was no big deal.”She took a swig of her beer and breathed out, then continued. “We tried having kids, but I came to find out that my tubes were closed and I couldn’t have any. So we started looking at adoption and then about a year later we were informed about Jenny. Her parents killed in an auto accident and she had no living relatives. We took her in as a foster child and then about a year after, we adopted her. Things were going good for us. We both got transferred to Norfolk, and luckily, Dad was stationed there too, but as

A Hiking Accident brings Mark and Carrie Together.by T. Foxal. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.Mark and Carrie never met before, until an accident to Carrie, brought them together, and now maybe for good.Chapter 1.I’m Mark. 39 years old, single, a computer geek who is lucky enough that I can work from home, and make my own hours. I wasn’t always like this. When I was 18, I had a choice, jail or join the service. I just made some bad decisions back then, doing drugs and getting in fights. So I opted for the Marines. I spent 15 years with them, and advanced to Master Sergeant, which is the fourth highest position an NCO can go. Served 3 tours in Iraq and Afghanistan, which are true shit holes. Great thing about the service, besides 3 square meals a day and a place to sleep, you can be taught almost any useful job in the world, which is where I learned computer programing.Now I pretty much free-lance my abilities out and make a good wage. Most times I have jobs to do, but sometimes I don’t and have lots of free time. If I do have jobs, I can make my own hours.I don’t have a steady woman at this time, and I am  okay with that. Being deployed all the time, whether it was in the Middle East, or on some ship with a bunch of Squids, I really had no time for a relationship.I had been out almost a year this past August, when I decided I needed some down time. I decided I was going to the Adirondacks and do some hiking. I grew up outside of Syracuse NY., and have always wanted to go there. My one uncle owns a cabin up there and offered it to me when he heard I wanted to go hiking up there. He told me it had one bedroom, a bathroom, kitchen, and a living room with fireplace. It had running water and electricity. He warned me that I would need to turn on the hot water tank, since they shut it down last fall, after they used it last.I had decided that I would take two weeks to explore all the different mountain ranges this area had, finishing up at Mt. Marcy, the highest of them all. Since it was just after Labor Day, tourism should be at a low, with vacationers and school kids back into their routines. My plan was to hike daily, a different range, and if need be, camp out at night. Being a Marine, we are taught all types of survival skills, so this would be no problem for me. One thing my uncle did ask me to do, is stop at the Ranger station and let them know I would be occupying the cabin for a length of time. People sometimes like to use squatter rights and just use cabins, regardless if they are allowed, or not.I also like that the temperature doesn’t get to warm up there either. I prefer cool nights and just warm days. Maybe it’s because of my time in that hell hole of the middle east. My trip took almost 4 hours to get to where I wanted to go.Chapter 2.The skies were quite cloudy when I pulled into the Ranger Station. I got out of my truck and headed to the stations door, and when I opened it, a woman was coming out at the same time and we bumped into each other. We both apologized, then laughed, and then she continued on to her vehicle.After letting a ranger know where I was going and for how long, I exited the station and headed back to my truck. That’s when I noticed her again. She was 5 ‘7, maybe 130 lbs., caramel colored skin, hair just past her shoulders, when she let it down. From the side, she did not look like she had very big boobs, they were smallish medium, just the way I actually like them. She was wearing camo style shorts, and a tan polo shirt. Boy, she had nice legs, long and muscular, very toned. If I had to guess her age, early 30’s. Whoever was getting lucky with that, was one lucky son of a bitch. One thing I did notice, she was wearing white running shoes, and not hiking boots. Judging from the backpack she was attempting to put on, she was going hiking and camping out. Running shoes are not the smartest thing to wear hiking. No ankle support what so ever.As I drove off, I stole another look at her, as I drove by. Great looking ass. Bigger than a model would have, but smaller than many of the women I have seen in my lifetime. I exited the parking lot and started heading up Whiteface Mountain. My uncle’s cabin is up about 4 miles from this point, on a long and windy road. If I had to guess, it would be about a third of the way up the mountain, and only because of the road, which I believed was cut out by a snake.Once I arrived, I unloaded everything into the cabin. Found the circuit breaker and turned them on, especially the hot water tank. Too many cold showers in my life, so no need to suffer this time now. One thing I did notice too, the temp was cooler up this high. It was around 70 down by the station, but I bet it dropped a good 10 degrees.Next, I unload my coolers, which had meats and eggs, butter, and all of the necessities needed to eat well. I had enough for 2 weeks, if not more. Also brought along two 12 packs of beer as well, and water. Man I love roughing it.After stowing away my gear and food, I checked the place out. Nice queen size bed, in the bedroom. They even had TV, which I could care less about. May to use for the weather is all I can see a use for it. I’m not one to sit and watch TV much, except for football and maybe playoff baseball.I then went and checked the area out. The back porch had a gas grill on it, plus what looked like a cord of wood. I figured if I used any, I could go into town and buy some to replenish, unless Unc had a chain saw, then I would do my own. I then went for a small hike just around the area.I did not want to venture to far today. It was already after 4pm, and the skies were really getting dark, so some rain, if not storms, were moving in soon. About a ¼ mile into the woods, was a hiking trail, well used too. I wondered if that lady was on this trail, if she even made up this far yet. If she did, she better start preparing her campsite for the weather that was due in soon. I kept hiking for another 30 minutes before heading back to the cabin. I figured a good early start in the morning, may get me to the top by the afternoon, early evening.Chapter 3.I was now back from my little hike and relaxing, but also getting hungry. I settled on frying up some home fries and grill up some Polish kielbasa. I cooked up the potatoes first, and then set the pan in the oven and set it to warm. Then took the meat out to the porch and fired up the grill.It was a little after 6 now and the wind had really picked up and the skies hung low, full of rain that to start shortly. As I waited for the grill to heat up some, I thought I heard someone cry out. At first I thought it could be just the wind, but then I heard it again.I stepped off the porch and headed towards the trail, behind the cabin. As I got on the trail, I heard the cry again, but this time could make out the word Help. I yelled out for the person to keep yelling, so I could judge where it was actually coming from.Whoever it was, must have heard me because the Helps were coming more quickly. I was at least a good half mile now from the cabin when I came upon a woman, lying on the ground, holding her foot. It was the lady I saw down by the ranger station when I first arrived.When she saw me coming she said, “Oh Thank God. I wasn’t sure anyone could hear me.”“What happened?” I asked. “Oh stupid me wasn’t watching where I stepped and then all of a sudden, I’m on the ground from twisting my ankle.” she explained, then went on,“I tried walking on it, but damn, it hurts. I don’t think it is broken.” I kneeled in front of her and took off her shoe, then her wool sock, and could see the ankle was swollen and just starting to turn a little purplish. I’m no doctor, nor was I corpsman in the service, but I have had my share, and have seen many a sprained ankle, and this sure did look like one.After looking at it, I looked up at her face and could see the pain written all over her gorgeous face. I then gently removed her backpack, which had to weigh a good 25 to 30 pounds. “Christ, what the hell is she carrying in this.”, I thought. Then I put the backpack on over my shoulders. Just then, the rain started. “Great, just what I needed”, I thought.“Oh damn. This isn’t good. What are we going to do now?” she asked.“First off, grab my arm and let’s get you up, then we’ll hike back down to my cabin, which I think is about a ½ mile from here.” I said. “By the way, my name is Mark” She retorted back to me “Carolyn, or Carrie to my friends, which you are fast becoming.”With my help, she stood up, using her good leg. Now I am not a tall man, 5’ 10 175 lbs., and still in great shape, since I work out 4 times a week. I then asked her to put her right arm around my neck and I would hold her waist, and we would try and keep all the weight off of the foot.We did quite well actually, and she didn’t complain one time. Only twice did we have to stop and rest a minute. That didn’t matter, we were both soaked to our skin by now, and it was quite chilly out. What should have taken maybe 5 minutes to walk, turned into almost 25 minutes, by the time we got back to the porch of the cabin. At one point, I felt I should have just carried her fireman’s style, just to speed this up.We then entered the cabin. Luckily it was still pretty warm in there, but I knew that wouldn’t last long. I guided her over to a leather chair and had her sit. Then went and got some towels to at least dry off some of the rain.I then went into the bathroom and saw that my uncle had 2 inch wide medical tape and some gauze. I went into my pack and pulled out some Aleve. I came back out, got some water and then handed her the medicine. Then I knelt down and removed her shoe again, sans the sock, since we didn’t put that back on. I carefully dried her foot and ankle, and then wrapped gauze around it, then taped it up.After I finished, I could see she was shaking from being cold now. Both of us were soaked to the skin. I went into my uncles dresser and looked around. My aunt had a set sweats in there. I hope they fit her. My aunt is only 5'4, but is big chested, so the top should be fine. I also pulled out some socks for her as well. I then looked in the closet, and in the back, found a pair of crutches. Uncle’s family comes up here a lot to ski, so crutches would be a wise investment, especially for my one cousin Carol, she is a klutz.I came back into the living room and looked down at her. “ How does that feel now Carrie”“Still hurts, but not like it was, and thank you.” she said. I extended a hand to her and told her to grab it, then pulled her up. “I got you some clothes to change into, and these crutches. The shower is down the hall. A good hot shower should help you warm up a bit . Also, take this baggie and wrap it around your foot and ankle and tape off the top, to keep it dry.”“Oh My God, you are so nice. I am so sorry for being a pain in your ass, but thank you so much.”She trudged down the hall to the bath. I couldn’t help but look at her great legs and chubby ass as she went. I did notice she wore no wedding, or engagement ring, so that was a good thing. Just before she opened the bathroom door, I told her I was going to finish making dinner. She just grinned, but said nothing. Before I did that though, I pulled out some sweats. Both the top and the bottoms had the Marine logo on it. Those sweats last forever.I had to reheat the fried potatoes and then went and relit the grill. The kielbasa was done in about 10 minutes. So when I came back in, she was still not out of the shower. “Women”, I thought. They take so friggin long to get clean. Although I did have some thoughts about how she looked in the shower.I had just finished setting the table, when she arrived back out in the living room. The sweat top was definitely too big for her, yet looked cute. The sweat pants were a little snug and stopped short about two inches from the top of her feet. She was like staring at me, but didn’t speak.“Is something wrong?” I asked. “No, not a thing, except for those Jarhead sweats you have on.”“What? You don’t like Marines?” She laughed and said, “They are okay, but to a Navy gal, they don’t get my motor running”“Oh shit. I helped a god damn Squid? Christ sakes”, then laughed, and so did she. “Come on, let’s eat”I asked her what she would like to drink, which was limited to beer or water. She chose a water, as I did too, and sat down to our little feast.Chapter 4.She was quiet at first, so I broke the silence and asked her “So Miss Carrie, and I presume Miss, what has you up here by yourself?”She chuckled then spoke “ I love hiking and always wanted to come explore these mountains. And Yes, I am a miss. Divorced actually, 5 years now. I have a 20 year daughter too, who attends Syracuse University.“Good God” I interjected; “How the hell did you ly you way into the navy as a 10 year old? You can't be past your early thirties!”I spent 14 years in the Navy. I was also a Navy brat too. My dad and mom live in Pensacola, after he retired from the Navy as a Master Chief. I left the Navy 7 years ago, but that’s another story.”She took a drink of water, then continued. “ I live right outside of Syracuse now, mostly to be close to my daughter. We adopted her when she was 3 years old. I couldn’t have kids, and she was orphaned when her parents were killed in an auto accident in Norfolk. What about you Mr. Mark?”I smiled at her and looked her right in the eye, which were hazel in color. “Let’s see, I spent 20 good years in the Navy, and then retired from it. I did pick up a good vocation, programming computers, so that’s what I do now. Mostly free-lance myself out. I make a good wage doing it. My uncle owns this cabin and I needed a vacation, so I too, wanted to explore here. I took the next two weeks off and hope to finish up on Mt. Marcy. I grew up just east of Syracuse and moved back there. Both of my parents are deceased now, and I have one sister, who is two years older than me”She then asked, “What did you end up at?”“An E8, Master Sergeant,” I answered. “and you?”She chuckled and said, “E8 as well, Senior Chief. How many deployments?”“3 tours in the sandpit, then countless boat rides. Served on the George Washington and the Lincoln, and ended my career at Quantico.”“Oh shit. My dad served on the Lincoln too, John Reynolds. Master Chief of the Boat.”I laughed and said, “I know your old man. I served with him on the Lincoln for 6 months. At the time I was a E6 (Staff Sergeant), but I got to know him well. I even got to meet your mom too, when we got done at Norfolk. Beautiful lady and not being forward, I can see where you get your looks. Your old man had a way with the crew. They all respected him and did anything he told them to do. I can still remember his one saying, "Son. Don’t fail me, or I will open a can of whoop ass on you.” Usually scared the shit out of some teenage kid”She laughed and said, “Yeah, he did have their respect, but at home he was a teddy bear, at least to me and mom. I remember in high school, any boy I would date, he would just stare at them, which usually scared the shit out of them”We laughed and told stories about our time in the service. Then I did the dishes up while I had her go relax on the couch. When I finished, I asked if she would like a beer now, which she gladly accepted. Before I came out with the beers, I wrote down my name, address and phone number, and handed it to her.“What’s this for?” I told her, “Look. You were injured and I would like you to call your family and tell them and that you will be staying here tonight. Plus give you peace of mind that you are not bunking with some crazy guy in the woods. So let them know that info, and all should be good.”She chuckled then said, “Well, for one. all of you jarheads are crazy, so I am not too sure how safe I am with you, but so far, you haven’t shown any craziness. But I will call my daughter and let her know.”She then called her daughter and explained the situation to her. They chatted for about 10 minutes or so. Her daughter must have asked her if I was cute, because she softly spoke, “yeah. pretty cute” After that she hung up her phone and sat back on the couch.“I want to thank you again for saving me from a very bad situation. I know I have to be a pain in the ass to you, and you weren’t planning on someone screwing up your vacation like this.” Carrie said.“Number one, you are not a pain in the ass at all, and two, you haven’t screwed anything up. I rather enjoy your company, if I am being honest here. Granted, I came up here alone, but now I have made a friend, or at least, an acquaintance, and if I may add a very beautiful one at that..Carrie blushed, "Thank you. I mean for a Gyrene, you are pretty nice, and a bonus, you can cook too. How come some pretty woman hasn’t snatched you up?”I just chuckled at that, “Well, you know how it is in the service. Always deployed to some ungodly place, or never being able to put roots down in one place. That’s not fair to anyone. Plus, there has been no one who really rocked my world. The closest I came was living with this one girl for like 6 months, but she opted out after seeing me off to Iraq, and just couldn’t handle the unknown. When I got back 8 months later, she was long gone. Never heard a word from her either, except for the letter she left behind. So from that point on, I just dated here and there, nothing steady. And now, I haven’t really looked. You say you are divorced, what happened there, if you don’t mind telling.”She smiled, and when she did, her whole face smiled. Her almond shaped eyes were to die for. A man could get lost in those eyes. I know I was. I also wondered if she had a special man in her life. If so, he was a complete idiot for letting her go on this by herself. Not to keep her safe, or anything like that, but just to be with her.“We met at Pensacola when I was just 2 years into my first term. He was a Seal. So of course he hung the moon and stars. But growing up Navy, I knew what this entailed. We had a great marriage, at least I thought we did. Only when he got deployed, did I get scared. You know how it is with them, they are not going to some amusement park. When he got transferred to a base, I got one too, since I worked in procurement and distribution, it was no big deal.”She took a swig of her beer and breathed out, then continued. “We tried having kids, but I came to find out that my tubes were closed and I couldn’t have any. So we started looking at adoption and then about a year later we were informed about Jenny. Her parents killed in an auto accident and she had no living relatives. We took her in as a foster child and then about a year after, we adopted her. Things were going good for us. We both got transferred to Norfolk, and luckily, Dad was stationed there too, but as

Henry and Sarah hear something unusual happening at the Ranger Station. Is there some "funny business" happening up there?Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/discovery-mountain--2408141/support.

Jordan Soderholm is co-founder and chief growth officer of Ranger Station, an American heritage fragrance brand founded in 2015 with husband Steve Soderholm, and founder of Nashville Candle + Supply, a private label and custom candle manufacturing company established in 2021.  A native of Knoxville, Tennessee, Jordan came to Nashville in 2009 to study marketing and fashion merchandising at Belmont University. During her sophomore year of studies, Jordan began a full-time position at ABLE, which was then a start-up fashion brand and social enterprise supporting women in Africa through the creation of leather handbags and accessories. She stayed with the company through graduation and for a decade, minus a two-year hiatus as an independent wardrobe stylist, working her way from intern to fashion director and helping to establish the global brand it is today. Along the way, Jordan was watching Steve dabble in candle making while home between gigs as a touring professional drummer. Her keen business sense and entrepreneurial spirit helped recognize the business potential in the hobby and she worked after hours to help Steve get the brand off the ground in 2015. In 2021, she left ABLE to work with Ranger Station full time and to take the brand to the next level. It was then that she also founded Nashville Candle + Supply, a boutique private label and custom candle manufacturing company with clients worldwide.  Today, Ranger Station is growing rapidly but thoughtfully. Ranger Station products are available for purchase from retail partners across the United States, Canada and the UK, as well as their flagship store in Nashville's 12South neighborhood opened in July 2023. Ranger Station also unveiled its first artist collaboration in the summer of 2023 with Noah Kahan, the folk singer/songwriter from New England, to bring to life his third LP, “Stick Season” – a candle that sold out in a record 24 hours with over 1,000 people on the waitlist. Collaborations with ERNEST, The Band Camino, Lauren Akins and Thomas Rhett and NEEDTOBREATHE followed, with others in the works. The brand has been featured in Esquire, Cosmopolitan, Architectural Digest, Cowboys & Indians, Byrdie, WWD, Who What Wear, The Strategist, PEOPLE, Southern Living, Billboard and countless other publications.   Aside from Ranger Station, Jordan chases around her two young children with Steve, and enjoys gardening, reading and styling through her Substack “You didn't ask.” and other endeavors. FOLLOW EMILY ON INSTAGRAM ⁠HERE⁠. FOLLOW HSDT ON INSTAGRAM ⁠HERE⁠. JOIN OUR NEWSLETTER (EMIL'YS EDIT) ⁠HERE⁠. SIGN UP FOR OUR SHOP EMAILS ⁠HERE.⁠ --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/howdshedothat/support

Alex Bowers aka "The Singletrack Sampler" has been creating mountain bike content on YouTube for over 8 years. He joined us down at the Ranger Station to chat about life living in a van, being broke, scary crashes and more.

Seth Alvo from Berm Peak joins us for a special episode recorded at his vacation rental, The Ranger Station, in North Carolina. We discuss top bike hacks, fatherhood, and dealing with YouTube burnout.

In this new episode we're Springing forward with my friends from Ranger Station Candle Co.! In 2023, Steve and Jordan Soderholm opened their first brick and mortar space in the heart of 12th South Nashville. Known for their soy-based wax candles hand-poured in cocktail glasses, Ranger Station's full product line of candles, unisex perfumes and hand and body products made in Nashville are outfitted in custom retail displays by Mesa, the local furniture design and specialty millwork company, while a private backroom serves as a lab for Steve, Ranger Station's perfumer, to mix up custom scents. Their most recent artist collaborations include Noah Kahan's "Stick Season," Daisy & Cowboy Perfume Collection by Lauren Akins, NEEDTOBREATHE, The Band Camino, and Porter's Call.

Host Luke Barrett is joined by Archeologist Emily Swett to tell the history behind Alta, the oldest surviving Forest Service Ranger Station in the United States, built in 1899.

On today's Power Rangers centric episode of Pegwarmers, Kevin talks about being a vendor at Ranger Station with @longstoys , the Lighting Collection hiatus, and the Alien Rangers 5-Pack- #93 PegwarmersOther Channels to check Out: Long's Toys: https://www.youtube.com/@longstoys MMPRToys: https://www.youtube.com/@MMPRtoys Prawnhorn Heroes: https://www.youtube.com/@PrawnhornHeroes Toku Topics (Lightning Storm): https://www.youtube.com/@TokuTopicsPegwarmers is the codename for toys and collectibles with high supply and low demand. Join Kevin Jones, and his team of collector commandos, as they discuss popular and not-so-popular retro and current toy brands. Check back for new episodes each Wednesday.This show is part of the Spreaker Prime Network, if you are interested in advertising on this podcast, contact us at https://www.spreaker.com/show/5066721/advertisement

I shouldn't have gone there.   Story from DarkNightTales Make sure to check out more of their work at u/DarkNightTales | Dark Night Tales - YouTube                             Original Post: I was an Alaskan bush pilot. This is what I saw... : r/nosleep                                     Original YouTube link: I'm a Pilot and I Just Got an EMERGENCY Signal From a Ranger Station              For more stories like this one, check out my YouTube channel: Lighthouse Horror | YouTube  Patreon: Lighthouse Horror | Patreon Merch: lighthousehorror.com  Music: Lucas King - YouTube Myuu - YouTube  Incompetech Darren Curtis Music - YouTube  Thank you for listening to this scary story! If you enjoyed this new creepypasta story, please check out some of my other horror stories. We'll be uploading new episodes every day, featuring ghost stories, haunted encounters, mysteries, true stories, creepypasta, and anything supernatural and paranormal. Don't miss out on the thrill and suspense that await you in each episode!

GoGo Ranger Station July 15th 2023 Dedicated episode to Ranger Station and my love for Power Rangers over the years. Send us your feedback online: https://pinecast.com/feedback/bearatnight-podcast/cc138355-5af4-4d0d-802f-475cb5fdff0d This podcast is powered by Pinecast.

Das Camp ist still, für einen Sonntag. Es ist, als hätte sich die Erwartung auf etwas großes wie eine Decke über alles gelegt. Es ist, als würde der ganze Platz etwas anderes als sonst wahrnehmen, als würde man auf ein Flüstern aus den Bergen warten, das ihnen erzählt, was das Schicksal an diesem Tage vorhat.In der Ranger Station nahmen Rick und John ihre Plätze ein für das letzte Briefing vor der Operation. Major Hodges überflog den Plan ein letztes mal – wie schon dutzende Male zuvor.Meine Podcast Empfehlung:Niko Nees´ Mann sein Podcast. Ein Podcast über Impulse zu Kommunikation und Selbstentwicklung. Niko spricht mir aus der Seele und dafür liebe ich seinen Podcast.Sein Podcast ist hier zu finden: https://www.niko-nees.de/Höre diese Folge werbefrei und als Directors Cut.Werde Mitglied und Unterstützer bei Against Fate für exklusive Inhalte, längere Folgen (Directors Cut) und persönlichen Austausch.Mitglied werden: Mitglieder-SeiteFreut mich, das Du da bist! Lass mir eine Bewertung da, abonniere mich und folge mir bei Instagram, Facebook und Co. Infos auf meiner Website und hier in der Beschreibung.Against Fate Website: https://www.againstfate.atInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/against.fate.podcast/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/against.fate.podcastYouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC4MZilctpuZyZbk0KVK9TkAMusic Credits:Ghosthack Sound Library'sEpidemic Sound: Check it out"Punch Deck - Maximalism" is under Creative Commons (CC BY 3.0). Punch Deck auf Youtube Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

We're wrapping up (heh) this year's gift guides with ideas for siblings, kids, aunts and uncles, colleagues, and the randos in your life you wanna treat extra nice. Have holiday-shopping thoughts of your own you *need* to share? Join our shiny new Geneva and spread that intel!    For all our ideas, check out the archive of gift guides past—and keep those VMs and DMs coming at 833-632-5463 and @athingortwohq!   A quick thanks to our sponsors: Explore our favorite MoMA Design Store finds—a one-stop shop! Give your hair TLC with Nutrafol. Take $15 off your first month's subscription with the code ATHINGORTWO. YAY.   Sisters!   For my sister and me because we both had/are having babies this year, and we are culturally christian literally only for the christmas cheer. Baby's first christmas holiday ornaments that aren't absolutely dreadful. So much cheesy stuff, doesn't have to be baby themed but looking for a cool way to commemorate. Custom porcelain charms from OKS FoxBlossomCo custom bent-wire ornament  Lizzie Fortunato Alphabet Soup charms  Celina Mancurti monogrammed Christmas stockings or one-of-a-kind ones from Pyschic Outlaw   Step-sister; 18 and just got engaged. Likes to hunt. We are quite different. Ranger Station perfumes Yeti something! Various of the tumblers are customizable. Camber sweatshirt Vuori Beis weekender Flannery Beef   My sister who is a palliative care nurse with a broadway and true crime obsession Antipast compression socks Bonnie and Neil wave bath mat TodayTix gift card Broadway Dance Center classes Salty Seattle Crocchi croissant-shaped gnocchi Tickets to True Crime: The Musical at The Players Theatre in NYC Brothers!   25-year-old brother, aspirational and practicing writer/actor/director, v into self-improvement (Tim Ferriss vibes), not into receiving gifts, would rather just buy what he wants when he wants, the curveball is he did say I could make him some art or buy him some art as apartment decor. Artwise signed posters and lithographs Art from Kneeland Co. Louisiana Museum of Modern Art posters and prints Get Your Shit Together by David Shrigley Martin Scorsese MasterClass   Early 20s brothers who still live at home. A24 99 Movie Crosswords Rap Capital by Joe Coscarelli Solid Wiggles, which now ships on Gold Belly Athletic Greens Dohm white noise machine Anyday microwave cookware   Sons! 25 year old son who buys the nicer things because they last, but who is also a minimalist. Something from Labour & Wait or Puebco Ettitude sheets.  Toyo toolbox Bottega Veneta moneyclip   Kids and Teens!   5-year-old who bounces off the walls and loves telling stories and recapping movies. Hugimal weighted stuffed animal Haba doorway puppet theater or Wonder & Wise by Asweets playhouse Cosmic Kids Yoga subscription  P.S.- We Made This: Super Fun Crafts That Grow Smarter + Happier Kids! by Erica Domesek Little Passports Kidamento camera Lego MiniFigs    4-year-old who loves twirly dresses but mom's aesthetic is minimalist Brooklyn hipster. Unwind Studio needlepoint kit for kids Kazoo magazine subscription OLODesigns costumes All Small Co dress section (see: kiwi puff tutu dress and Lisa Says Gah x All Small Co puff sleeve dress)  La Réunion custom azure patchwork dress  Primary cozy plaid dress or tutu dress Follies playhouses: Casa Azul set, The Bauhaus set, and Canvas set   13year old girl who claims she discovered preppy fashion and also loves hair product Vintage Ralph Lauren shirts—use search terms Y2K, cropped Used copy of The Official Preppy Handbook Monogrammable mini backpack from Paravel Rose and Co candle makers  Pattern mist spray bottle + microfiber hair towel Shop Milk Teeth barrettes Chunks hair accessories Some TikTok-adjacent cooking things: DIY fortune cookie kit, The Dough Club mochi pancake and waffle mix, Takashi Murakami flower pancake pan Lumber Club Marfa stool   Aunts and Uncles!   A generous aunt whose language is giving other people gifts, but hard to buy for herself. She's a real estate agent, into some woo-y self-help stuff, and buys anything she needs right away. Have tried gift certificates for experiential things, but she's a busy lady and these often don't get redeemed. An easy-to-redeem gift card for food that's good for entertaining that comes to her. In NYC: Stocked by 3 Owls gift card. In LA: Lady & Larder. Nationwide: Beauty & the Board. Cultish by Amanda Montell  A flower subscription from Flowerbx or BloomsyBox Moon Lists workbook / guided journal Amiacalva tote or monogrammed Clare V Tropezienne.  Fancy, pretty makeup like Dries Van Noten lipstick or perfume discovery set or Hermès lipstick or blush brush.    Colleagues!   Beloved senior colleague retiring: works in a museum, fun dog, rocks a funky necklace.  Lux Eros personalized pet bowl Kikkerland wooden ball launcher Ameico candle stacks Roxanne Assoulin necklace Susan Alexandra dog collar or leash Saint Olio aromatic dog refresher   Coworkers/direct reports - ideally one idea for all. We are remote so a digital gift is ideal.  A Thing or Two Secret Menu subscription Substack subscription: To give a gift subscription, go to the homepage of the publication you'd like to give, then add “/gift” to the end of the URL. Libro.fm subscription Gjusta Goods herbed salt and Burlap & Barrel Zanzibar black peppercorns and Graza olive oil Allie's banana bread  Good-looking games like Wingspan, Azul, Lacorsa Grand Prix, and Casa Lopez Playing Cards.    My boss - owns a company that runs farmer markets. I've been with the company since may. He is currently starting a farm (he has been a farmer before). I am honestly not sure if he is a Christmas guy. He doesn't seem jazzed about it, idk. I know he cares enormously about sustainability, our food system, etc. but is also a business man. I have literally zero ideas for him. The additional piece is that we should get him a gift as a group (we are a pretty small team) but should I also get him a sep gift? No, right? Agh. I assume he's in his mid to late 40s. White. He has small kids that I haven't met. Chocolate! ℅ Fossa, andSons Chocolatiers, and JST Chocolate  Alec's Ice Cream Séka Hills olive oil An Illustrated Catalog of American Fruits and Nuts Flamingo Estate 9-pound bag of manure  Donation to Black Farmer Fund paired with We Are Each Other's Harvest: Celebrating African American Farmers, Land, and Legacy by Natalie Baszile Donation to Indigenous Food and Agriculture Initiative at University of Arkansas   Friends!   Best friend (36 female) loves wine and who my 5 yo thinks has chosen being an aunt as her career.  Josephinen glasses Special bottle from Walker Wines or Winebid Cote wine club (also has a gift box option) 99 Bottles: A Black Sheep's Guide to Life-Changing Wines by André Hueston Mack An American in Provence: Art, Life and Photography by Jamie Beck   Female friend. Preppy/classic style. Likes fancy crafts (i.e., embroidery). Vegan. ~$40 The LL Bean tote with an in joke, catchphrase, embroidered Loop Canvas needlepionts StirCrazyCrafterUK embroidery journal kit Blockshop original block-printing kit Vintage napkins with her initial or monogram on Etsy/eBay Typology tinted lip oil Donation to animal sanctuary, like Farm Sactuary: “adopt” a goat named Jennifer or a donkey named Albert! Brutus Bakeshop goodies   One of my best friends who has two boys under 4, is writing a thesis on how policing was formed out of military-imperialist activities, and is a great chef and baker (vegetarian and gluten-free). She did all our friends' wedding hair and makeup (me included) and took us to the Usher residency in Vegas for her 36th birthday. Lastly, and most importantly, her family is very wealthy (and generous - they have taken me on MANY incredible once-in-a-lifetime trips). Lastly, she is a BIG SHOPPER but still hunts for a deal. If you're wondering, I have already given her a custom Katie Kimmel pet vase. Vintage Usher tee Tani Greenspan custom matchbook print  The Last Course by Claudia Flemming (and Melissa Clark) + her new book Delectable (with Catherine Young) Chava studio shirt or a gift cert  Alepel custom shoes or cardholder  Memor phone case or vase. They also sell jibbitz…er, shoe charms. Arcana Books gift certificate Hermès passport holder   Recovering cool girl that doesn't want any more vinyl, just something useless + gorge.  Somthings2021 vase or candlestick Escentric Molecules gift set Casa Veronica wall hook or candle holder Isabel Halley wine cups Siafu Home beaded water carafe Molly J. CBD gummies advent calendar Kiosk48th advent calendar   Everyone Else! Brother's girlfriend who loves to read, has 2 cats, hates clutter, and many food allergies. Coway air purifier Evvie Drake Starts Over by Linda Holmes  Craighill perch bookmark Cat ruff collar Meyou Paris cat scratching post or bed A donation to a local cat rescue organization   Gymnastics moms who plan trips, organize fundraisers and figure out carpool. A bottle of something fun and a little surprising: Pipeno red ( with Papaya Reusables paper towels?),Forthave Spirits Red Aperitivo, non-alcoholic De Soi or Non or Proxies Stationery / office-supply grab bags with finds from Yoseka Stationery, St. Louis Art Supply, or your local art store Cheerie Lane kitchen gift set   Millennial who loves gardening and just started a high powered public job in the city. Leath at-home growing system Soltech Solutions hanging grow light or bulb Sneeboer garden tools Garden clogs from Gardenheir Natureking flower press Donation to GrowNYC Ichendorf Milano waterlife ball Produced by Dear Media

This past weekend Melanie and I got to experience watching college football together - we were in Texas with our friend Retha - and while we didn't get to see as many games as we normally do, we did behold the wonder of the best college football game in some time: Alabama vs. Tennessee. Naturally we talk about it - along with this week's smaller-than-usual collection of Side Eyes and I See Yous. We also recap our time in Brenham / College Station, along with a couple of books I've recently read and really enjoyed. Plus, it's my turn for Five Favorites. Enjoy, everybody! - Join Us on Patreon  - Our Amazon Shop Show Notes: - the Alabama / Tennessee game - the Mississippi State / Kentucky game - The Junction Boys - Melanie's self-tanning dress - Blue Bell Park - Aggieland Outfitters - Melanie's crawfish etouffee recipe - Torchy's queso - Kelly Minter - Books You Can't Put Down list (it's the first highlight) - Nora Goes Off Script by Anabell Monaghan - The Maid by Nita Prose - our Patreon episode with Retha on change and transition - Retha's Instagram - A New Day short fleece sweatshirt - 26x26 throw pillow covers - Oliver Thomas backpack - Ranger Station candles (I bought Old Fashioned, Lumberjack, and Leather & Pine) - Going Up Thickening Kit from R&Co Sponsors: - Helix (use this link for up to $200 off your mattress and two free pillows) - Reel Paper (use promo code BIGBOO for 30% your first order and free shipping) - Olive and June (use this link for 20% off your first mani system) - Hello Fresh (use promo code BIGBOO65 for 65% off and free shipping)

Where are we today? Where do we want to be in the future? How do we get there? On today's episode we hear stories from Theresa Beauchamp and Delin Ruhl, two people who've taken action in moments of injustice. Our guests share their remarkable tales of standing up against oppression, whether that confrontation happens behind the lines of a phone bank or face to face in the streets. Theresa Beauchamp (she/her) is a retired family practice Physician Assistant and full-time political activist focused on reproductive and racial justice and the fight against voter suppression. Boogie boarding, e-biking with her husband, live theatre, hiking in the Sierras and playing with her grandchildren rejuvenate her along her journey as a lifelong activist. Delin Ruhl (they/them) is a musician and storyteller based out of Portland, OR. Locally, Dell plays alto saxophone for the Carroll Raum Swing Orchestra, and flute for the group Jump Up Pup. They have also played whistle and bodhran with the group Possibly Irish at Enchanted Forest, and enjoy performing original sets at venues like The Ranger Station and Floyd's Coffee. Theater credits include Is He Dead? and The Glass Menagerie (Hawai‘i Pacific University), for which they received a Hawai‘i State Theater Association Po‘okela Award for Leading Actor. Regional theater credits include A Christmas Carol (Goodman Theatre), Circle Mirror Transformation; Mauritius (Hawai‘i Repertory Theater), and Someone Else's Slippas (The Arts at Mark's Garage). Offstage, they can often be found debating with their parrot, snuggling their 20-pound Flemish Giant rabbit, or writing limericks.

What If…We Started a Feel-Good Family Business? Sam Walker (founder of Walker Brothers) studied Music Business before graduating from Belmont University in 2014. Walker Brothers was founded by Sam and Luke Walker, two brothers that loved craft beer, but didn't love the way it made them feel. So, like all good entrepreneurs, the two headed to their garage to create a solution - a beverage that would taste just as nuanced and flavorful as the best craft beer, but be easier on the digestive system and more conducive to a healthy lifestyle overall. Using a SCOBY inherited from their aunt, the brothers began to brew kombucha, eventually creating the light, refreshing, and probiotic-filled kombucha you enjoy today. Their motto, A Family Culture, reflects these origins, as well as their commitment to treating their customers, employees, business partners, and the planet with care and respect. Cheers! SHOUTOUT of the week: Steve Soderholm (Music Business '12) started Ranger Station in 2015. Ranger Station is a luxury fragrance company specializing in candles, body care, and personal fragrances. They create clean, sustainable, and handmade products that are good for you and the environment. RangerStation.Co What If… is produced by Old Soul. Music by Stephen Gordon. Learn more about us by visiting our website: belmontetp.com YouTube: @Belmont Entrepreneurs  Facebook:BelmontCenterforEntrepreneurship Instagram: @belmont.etp

This week, Nighttime Spectaculars are on the way back to the parks soon, along with a ton of merchandise and food options, Earth Day comes to DCA, EARidescent designs come from WDW, we talk about dining for the spectaculars, and more! Please support the show if you can by going to https://www.dlweekly.net/support/. If you want some DLWeekly Swag, you can pick some up at https://www.dlweekly.net/store/. Book your travel through ConciEARS at no extra cost to you! Be sure to mention that you heard about ConciEARS from DLWeekly at booking! DISCOUNTS! If you want some awesome headwear or one of a kind items, be sure to visit our friends over at All Enchanting Ears! You can use the promo code DLWEEKLY10 to get 10% off your order! We have partnered with the Howard Johnson Anaheim Hotel & Water Playground to get great deals for our listeners! Book your stay at the Howard Johnson Anaheim and get 15% off your stay (code 1000022077)! Magic Key Holders get 20% off their stay (code 1000025935) as well! Book now! Need the perfect bag for your days in teh parks? Look no further than Designer Park Co.! Purchase the Rope Drop Bag as featured on Episode 222 and get 10% off your purchase! Use coupon code DLWEEKLY to get the discount. News: Fans of the Main Street Electrical Parade can pick up some awesome merchandise when the nighttime parade returns later this month. There will be a shirt and leggings that have scenes from the iconic parade. This same design is also on a Loungefly backpack, and set of Minnie ears. A dress with glow in the dark accents and a pink sash will also be on sale. – https://www.micechat.com/309935-big-disneyland-entertainment-returns-for-2022/ or https://dlnewstoday.com/2022/04/new-main-street-electrical-parade-merchandise-and-dining-package-coming-soon-to-disneyland/ or https://disneyparks.disney.go.com/blog/2022/04/celebrate-the-return-of-the-main-street-electrical-parade-with-themed-merchandise-and-a-dining-package/ The first dining package to return since the beginning of the pandemic has arrived! The Main Street Electrical Parade dining package will be available starting April 22nd. Guests will dine at the Plaza Inn for lunch, which comes with a meal, beverage, and dessert. Fried chicken, mac and cheese, Mickey shaped cornbread, and berry cheesecake will be part of the package. Reservations open no earlier than April 14th. – https://www.disneyfoodblog.com/2022/04/07/a-dining-package-is-coming-to-disneyland-for-the-main-street-electrical-parade/ or https://disneyparks.disney.go.com/blog/2022/04/celebrate-the-return-of-the-main-street-electrical-parade-with-themed-merchandise-and-a-dining-package/ The Disney Parks Instagram account teased one of the sections of the finale Main Street Electrical Parade floats. They posted the concept artwork for The Princess and the Frog themed section of the float. The teaser shows a Tiara character on top, with a steamboat, willow trees, the iconic Fleur-de-lys, and more! – https://www.instagram.com/p/CcN4V2lOZUP/ With the premiere date quickly approaching for World of Color, the scaffolding around the projection towers is being dismantled. This means that the show is almost ready for full scale testing before the debut on April 22nd. – https://www.micechat.com/319014-disneyland-news-encanto-characters-heat-crowds/ This week, Disneyland started talking a lot about Bruno with the debut of the Encanto projection show on “its a small world.” The show, which lasts just over 4 minutes, is a fun addition to the nightly entertainment and plays multiple times between 9pm and park closing. – https://twitter.com/dlnt/status/1513773088923561989 or https://twitter.com/dlnt/status/1513775249921396740 This week, Disney released their full list of Easter treats at the Disney parks all around the world. At Disneyland, there are donuts, cupcakes, cookies, and so much more! {talk about the treats} – https://dlnewstoday.com/2022/04/full-list-of-2022-easter-treats-at-disneyland-resort-tokyo-disney-resort-and-hong-kong-disneyland/ The treats stand in the lobby of the Grand Californian is at it again with some unique treats! This time, they have a cookie shot! It is a shot glass made out of chocolate chip or double chocolate cookies and your choice of whole, low fat, green, chocolate, or strawberry milk. The inside of the cookie shot is covered in bittersweet chocolate to prevent leaking milk and a soggy cookie. This treat is available for $8. Guests can swap out the milk for alcohol for $16. – https://www.disneyfoodblog.com/2022/04/09/cookie-shots-and-carrot-cake-dont-mind-if-we-do-disney/ Walt Disney World has been using the EARidescent color scheme for the 50th anniversary of the resort, but Disneyland has now got in on the action! The collection features a reusable cup with straw, with a Mickey pattern for $27.99, a baseball hat with Mickey on the front for $29.99, a long sleeve t-shirt for $44.99, a tie-front tee for $36.99, a youth long sleeve shirt for $24.99, and finally, a youth Spirit Jersey for $49.99. – https://dlnewstoday.com/2022/04/earidescent-shimmer-collection-shines-at-disneyland-resort-with-spirit-jersey-apparel-travel-cup-and-more/ Last week, we talked about the new entrance that guests staying at the Paradise Pier hotel will be able to use soon. We didn't know where this would connect inside the park, but we do now! The entrance will be between Corn Dog Castle and Seaside Souvenirs. – https://www.micechat.com/319014-disneyland-news-encanto-characters-heat-crowds/ Earth day is coming up on April 22, and the Redwook Creek Challenge Trail in Disney California Adventure is celebrating with art created out of recycled materials. The pieces of art were each created by Disneyland Cast Members each year. Guests can vote for their favorite at Mt. Lassen Lookout and Ranger Station. This year, “its a small world,” Encanto, Web Slingers, and more are featured in the artwork. – https://www.micechat.com/319014-disneyland-news-encanto-characters-heat-crowds/ Discussion Topic: Nighttime Spectaculars / Disneyana Event Disney Parks Blog – https://disneyparks.disney.go.com/blog/2022/04/foodie-guide-to-nighttime-spectaculars-at-disneyland-resort-the-magic-returns/ Disneyana Event – https://disneyanafanclub.weebly.com/we-are-back.html

DISCLAIMER: Do NOT play with bear traps. Like, seriously. In our first, allegedly true story, from user clarkson13, a couple of friends are on a cross country run through the woods, when they encounter what can only be described as a terrifying and potentially gruesome trap. Would you avoid Bear Trap Forest? And, in our second, allegedly true tale, from user HoneyBadgerPands, a hiker traveling from one Ranger Station to another is tormented by an unseen entity, following them undetected along their travels, resulting in a horrifying and nerve wracking twist ending. What would you do, if you were Followed for 30 Miles? Resources: Story 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/6mma2o/redditors_who_spend_a_lot_of_time_in_seclusion_at/dk35o80/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3 Story 2: https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/6mma2o/redditors_who_spend_a_lot_of_time_in_seclusion_at/dk3g2bd/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3

Laura Karpman, the composer of the hit Disney+ series What If...? joins Kyle and Robby on Friends From Work to discuss this very special Doctor Strange episode.    Special thanks to our #sponsors Ranger Station, Panda Express, Squarespace and Cinemark.   Join the FFW Slack Channel here:  

Spider-Man Trailer Discussion: 4:55 The Eternals Trailer Discussion: 47:46 What If Ep. 3 Coverage: 1:02:20 AC Bradley Interview: 1:22:00 Shang-Chi Preview: 1:48:24   Special thanks to our #sponsors Squarespace, Ranger Station, Panda Express, and Cinemark.

Episode 2 of "What If...?" was a banger featuring T'Challa as Starlord. Plus, Josh Brolin reprises his role as Thanos! Listen as Robby and Kyle break down all of this and more on this week's episode of FRIENDS FROM WORK.    This episode is sponsored by Ranger Station, and Manscaped #Sponsored   Sign up for the FFW Slack Channel here: https://join.slack.com/t/friends-from-work-hq/shared_invite/zt-r9f1uvdz-q_ah3nG3WmudGDWjLnqrLw  

The Friends From Work team is back and diving headfirst into "What If" coverage! Kyle and Robby talk heavily about the multiverse, the MCU as a whole, and Captain Carter in this first episode of the What If era.   This episode is sponsored by Squarespace, Ranger Station, and Manscaped #Sponsored   Sign up for the FFW Slack Channel here: https://join.slack.com/t/friends-from-work-hq/shared_invite/zt-r9f1uvdz-q_ah3nG3WmudGDWjLnqrLw

Tired from your time out in the cold void of space? Take load off at the Ring and Ray, the finest place on Walden Station for food and refreshment.  Bask in the cultured ambiance of our vintage PlayMe(tm) player free piano while you sup on the finest foods, formed in house by our top of the line bioprinter, with finishing touches by our friendly staff. Try a proburger, seared on our imported Cincinnati griddle and topped with pickled garlic cubes. Trying to find a place for that special night out? Come here for a taste of the Green Flash, our signature cocktail, and see if it puts some get-up-and-go in your glands like everyone says.   Head today to Walden Station and find us waiting for you on deck 8 right across from the Ranger Station. You can't miss us.  We'll keep a stool open for ya. --- Coming June 4, 2021 Breathing Space, Fading Frontier --- Slick is played by Scott Paladin The Bartender is played by Sean Gettys Tower Controller is played by Jeremiah -- Episode written & edited by Scott Paladin Blues from the Black (Breathing Space, Fading Frontier theme) arranged by Michael Frietag. -- Read the script here Sound effects obtained from https://www.zapsplat.com

Halfcut.org in 2020 raised just shy of $400,000 and protected 139,117 m2 of the Daintree Rainforest. Which is the world oldest rainforest and soon to be given back to the Traditional Owners the Kuku Yalanji as a Ranger Station to be managed for the long term. Jimmy Halfcut is a leader for this organisation and more so a leader in our community, speaking to the need and necessity to put ourselves out there for the greater benefits of our environments, society and future. #StokelyPodcastLinks for HalfcutWebsite: halfcut.orgPSS Challenge: psschallenge.orgFacebook: facebook.com/halfcutorgInstagram: instagram.com/halfcutorg We acknowledge and pay our respects to the traditional and rightful custodians of all the places where this podcast is created and listened to. And we pay our respects to their Elders, past, present and emerging.

The nostalgia for the pre-lockdown times continues this week as we revisit one of our fav episodes from our first season. From IN-studio back in early 2020. We'll return to a good place like this soon. Enjoy. We'll see you back at the Treefort Ranger Station! Miss you fine people! Stay safe, smart, kind, and happy holidays! Original show notes below. Season 2 launches 2/1/21! This week, hosts Larry Rosen Joe Davidson sit down with Treefort superstar Michael Cullen to find out more about the story behind his start with the festival, more information about his work with The Ranger Station, and what the future has in store for him here in Boise, Idaho. You can learn more about Treefort Music Fest, see the full schedule, buy tickets and download the app at www.treefortmusicfest.com Storyfort Presents: Voices of Treefort Music Fest is a part of the EaseDrop Podcast Network Theme music provided by Up is the Down is the Support Storyfort Presents: Voices of Treefort Music Fest by donating to their Tip Jar: https://tips.pinecast.com/jar/storyfort-presents-voices-of-t Send us your feedback online: https://pinecast.com/feedback/storyfort-presents-voices-of-t/92563185-7d6a-45c8-832d-81749251d5b5

This week, hosts Larry Rosen Joe Davidson sit down with Treefort superstar Michael Cullen to find out more about the story behind his start with the festival, more information about his work with The Ranger Station, and what the future has in store for him here in Boise, Idaho.You can learn more about Treefort Music Fest, see the full schedule, buy tickets and download the app at www.treefortmusicfest.comStoryfort Presents: Voices of Treefort Music Fest is a part of the EaseDrop Podcast NetworkTheme music provided by Up is the Down is the Support Storyfort Presents: Voices of Treefort Music Fest by donating to their Tip Jar: https://tips.pinecast.com/jar/storyfort-presents-voices-of-tSend us your feedback online: https://pinecast.com/feedback/storyfort-presents-voices-of-t/5780e31a-fb31-4b45-8562-2ee010478c10

Proverbs in 365 Devotions For more go to braggingonjesus.com They Call Me The Wanderer R Aylor Proverbs 21:16 One who wanders from the way of good sense will rest in the assembly of the dead. 17 Whoever loves pleasure will be a poor man; he who loves wine and oil will not be rich. 18 The wicked is a ransom for the righteous, and the traitor for the upright. Our text begins talking about how wandering from good sense will get you killed. This reminds me of how easy to get disoriented in a mountainous wilderness; wouldn’t you know… Ive gotten lost in an area like that and believe me its a horrible feeling. Once I realized I was lost with mountains on each side of me and not knowing north from south it was not good sense for me to keep walking… Thankfully a friend found me early on. Up in that same area of the Gunnison National Forest in Colorado… one evening as dusk was turning to night a lady walked into our camp. She had gotten lost earlier that morning and I was told she had walked about 20 miles across the mountain… When she came over one of the mountains she had saw our campfire in the distance and made her way to us. She was weary from the long walk and anxiety of being lost for so long. My buddy and I took our motorcycles to a Ranger Station maybe around 10 miles from camp to try and call her husband but all they had were radios and we could not reach them. I had actually brought an extra sleeping bag and so she spent the night in it at our camp site. The next day some who were with us took her to her husband which by road was about 100 miles. When a person gets lost like this and keeps wandering I suspect it usually does not end this well. Our text today says: One who wanders from the way of good sense will rest in the assembly of the dead. This is relevant in relationship to things spiritual in nature and our walk with God. The passage goes on to give examples of loving pleasure and wine and oil. When we walk towards earthly pleasures instead of the ultimate pleasures that come from God we are walking towards disaster. If thats where you are today, quit wandering further into sin. Call to the Lord for mercy and he will give it. Pray for a friend to help you walk the right path like my friend who led me to safety when I was lost in the mountains. It may be a difficult prayer to ask God to give you accountability in your life to walk the good path in life… It will be difficult to pray a “whatever it takes” prayer but you will do it if you are desperate for the Lord. Finally todays passage says: 18 The wicked is a ransom for the righteous, and the traitor for the upright. This passage is a little more difficult for me… I have been thinking about it and cross referencing scriptures… I even looked at some commentaries… Still, I’m not real sure of its intention by Solomon. The commentaries I read mostly referred to this verse as saying how when the wicked plan evil it returns to them… like the saying what goes around comes around… One example was given in the book of Esther, how Haman who had planned the execution of Mordecai became a ransom for him in that he was hung on the same gallows he had built for Mordecai. Another I though of along the same line comes from Proverbs 26:27 Whoever digs a pit will fall into it, and a stone will come back on him who starts it rolling. Still I’m not real sure about this verse… I only know that I keep coming back to Jesus and so I will tell you what this makes me think of. It was Jesus; who, although he was perfect he became as wicked in that he was paid the wages of our sin on the Cross that we might be ransomed from the curses and the slavery that comes with sin. 2nd Corinthians 5:21 speaking of Jesus says: For our sake he made him to be sin who knew no sin, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God. 1st Timothy 2:5 For there is one God, and there is one mediator between God and men, the man Christ Jesus, 6 who gave himself as a ransom for all… Pray

Traveling north through Idaho on the way to the Canadian border, Girl Around the World stops at Farragut State Park to interview Ranger Kim about what she loves about her job and Idaho State Parks. 

With the fight drawing ever nearer, Team Weasel and Team Eyeball meet back up at the Ranger Station. The pair of Jacks make some new friends around town, Benji catches up on his reading, and Shiloh receives a gift.