Life in general is pretty difficult, but if you add in a small town, 13 employees, a motel, cafe, store, RV park, it can sometimes be extremely difficult. We have just been handling new items as they come. We are installing new gas pumps for the store this week. I didn't think I would change the revenue that much, but holy hell, I can't believe the change. We are making it extremely difficult for customers to come eat or shop in the store. The project is alsmost done...
I have also taken the hat of catering, I cater for river guides, people who are rafting the "Middle Fork", the Middle Fork is in the book 1,000 places to see before you die. So if any of you are considering taking a vacation look it up. We have our first catering job for Friday the 13th, go figure the day all shit goes wrong... We shall see if it all goes wrong.
Anywoo, onward with this blog. So here I am in small town America, the average age of my employees are 35... 35 can you believe that? I'm 24 and I have employees who are double my age. I sometimes wonder if the older employees ever wonder why in the hell they should listen to me? What the hell does a 24 year old know about anything? Well I have only had issues with a few employees and well they no longer work here... What does that tell you?
Oh PS I swear a lot more since I moved here. I also drink more and go on a lot more walks, I think it balances itself out...
Last night on our walk we came across Bambi, well actually Cody almost step on its head and Rally thought it was a after dinner snack, but Bambi is still safe and sound, the mother returned and Bambi has a twin... How sweet.
I have yet to see a bear this Spring or a Wolf period... Still searching though, I'm determined to "get a glimpse of those warlocks"...
I think we have become a part of the town here, people are accepting the fact that we are here and things are changing, like the gas pumps, after thinking about it though, I sometimes wonder if maybe we should have invested in like electrical plug ins... just a thought.
Anywoo enough rambling... Life is fine, dogs are fine, husband is fine (he entered his first down hill race last Saturday, took 4th. Not too bad for his first time, but now he thinks he needs a $1200 shock)... Its never ending with him.
-No matter where you go, there you are.
Pam
This blog has been started to follow the adventures of Brian and Pam Martinez.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Friday, May 30, 2008
Still Kickin
Yes, I'm still alive. I have pretty much fell off Blogging earth. But it buzzed me up so here we go.
Brian getting ready for a hike, Rally and Rocco are already to go...
We have made some major changes to little North Fork. And I'm sorry I haven't been posting any updates for all of you. On my days off I've been to busy enjoying my new home rather than sitting in front of a computer to update my blog. I have found time today however (while working) to give you some updates.
We had a successfull Memorial Weekend. Business is starting to pick up, which is a relief. We need the help. Well thats enough of work talk... Lets talk about my days off. They are much more interesting.
My lovely parents came to visit, and we took them all over. We drove down to the Middle Fork, and up to Cobalt (an old mine). Since my father has ADD they only stayed two nights and were on their way again. Brian, Cody, Erica and I have been taking drives around the area, trying to find new fun places to go camping. We headed up to an deserted town named Leesburg. Leesburg was a happening town back in the gold rush. There were reportedly over 7,000 people and now none. It's amazing how a town like that can just become nothing when all the gold runs out.
We have also become some what of a little hiking couple. Since we have been trying to find places to mountain bike and I'm not as skilled as Brian we take hikes, in which I then decide if I will be able to complete these trails on a bike. I have only found one.
We took Cody and Erica on the one trail I knew we could all handle. No wild life was seen but we did see a bear... which later turned out to be a cow... We got caught in a down pour and I ran through the biggest pile of cow S#!% of my life... I just told myself it was no worse then a mud mask.
Other than that we have just been living the small town life and enjoying every minute of it. We have met some new people who enjoy the same things we do... Basically we have all decided "Living in Idaho is like camping every night", campfires and horse shoes you can't get more simple than that. I don't miss the city, I don't miss the traffice, I do however miss the Sushi. So if any of you eat sushi, buy and enjoy a roll for me. I know this was a lame blog, but I wanted all of you to know I'm alive and loving it!!!
I have posted some random pics I've taken over the last couple of weeks. Enjoy!!

Luke I am your father...
Taking a break...
Brian stopping to smile for the camera
Some single track we found.
Monday, May 12, 2008
Goodbye Tacoma

The dogs all loaded ready to go for a ride.
The dogs loaded up in the Tundra for a ride.
Brian posing by the Tundra.
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