NO ONE GETS LEFT BEHIND

Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Arewethereyet? AREWETHEREYET?!

Hello. My name is Gina, and I'll be your tour guide. Sorry.

Actually, I can think of worse things. I mean, Butch gave me an award for my Christmas letter when I was something like 11 years old. SURELY with a journalism degree and a few years of newspapering under my belt — OK, almost 10 — I ought to be able to keep this entertaining, if not spelled correctly.

As far as I can tell, the only thing standing in my way at this point is the possible absence of adequate technology on the prairie. But you know what? If photojournalists can transmit award-winning photography from a mountain during a major wildfire, I'm betting I can get the job done... somehow. Fortunately, I have a Guinea pig — er, research partner? More on that later.

And without further ado, I present to you...

Ft. Rob — THE BLOG.
*cheering goes here. ahem.*

It's a work in progress. Stay tuned... and enjoy. :-)

-G