Looking for Locals, Part 1

Our first day in the road trip began as most of them do: behind schedule. I’ve long held that the hardest part of any journey is actually leaving, and I was proven right again this time. No worries, though, as long as we got it done.

Our grocery funds got replenished just the other day, with a retroactive bump of $288 for the loss of Dear Wife’s income for the summer, so we have even more leeway there than we had bargained for. We made a foray to our usual spots for some supplies to get us started on the trip. It’s a shame we can’t stock up more, but there’s only so much room in a minivan when five people go along for the ride.

meet mini-mode

There’s a milk crate on the right, roughly 1 cu. ft., for groceries; a small ice chest of similar size in the middle seat; and the rest of the space is people, luggage, and stuff-books, water bottles, and so on. Away we go!

Our first days’ travel took us through three states, across one time zone, and to what is probably the very edge of our region, some 350 miles from our front door. We stopped for the night by Flathead Lake in Montana, with plans to cross the Continental Divide into the arid flatlands of the state the next day. Along the way we saw many signs of locally-based food activity, from locations of one of our favorite burger stops close to the Canadian border to a place that offered “Wild Game Processing.” I’m pretty sure that means what it sounds like it means. Not having any wild game to process, we kept going. I was, however, tempted by this offering:

Yes, it's local

There was beef, buffalo, and elk jerky for sale; considering that we had passed by an elk farm a few miles back, I was not too surprised. But at $9 to $12 for a 4-oz. package, it was a bit steep for us. We regretfully moved on.


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Welcome to one family's journey towards a smaller food-mile footprint on a small food budget. How do our choices affect the environment, and what influences our choices? Read on and find out what I'm learning.
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