

The next morning we drove into Driggs for breakfast and coffee. I think it was heuvos rancheros at the Bunkhouse Bistro. After breakfast we went around the block to get back to Ski Hill Road so we could drive up to Targhee for some mountain biking. As we drove through town Nancy said, "Stop." She had seen a small sign with real estate flyers and jumped out of the truck to pick one up. On the ride up to the mountain we talked, laughed and wondered.

Once at Targhee we piled out, I assembled my bike and set out for a ride through Ricks Basin and over Quakie Ridge. That was my first ride in the Rocky Mountains since moving east in 1995. I still remember how the wildflowers were as high as my handle bars and how the trail switches back through the aspen trees. In the meantime, Nancy and Brady wandered around the base area. As luck would have it, when they walked into the lodge there was an advertisement for the same real estate company whose flyer we had picked up earlier---and a phone with a direct line to the office! Nancy picked up the reciever and a voice on the other end said, "May I help you?"
When I got back from my ride, Nancy met me at the truck. She said, "Get cleaned up, we have an appointment with a real estate agent in 30 minutes and she's going to show us a few houses."
So, that's how it all started.
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