The young man in the picture at the top of my site this month was 25 years old. He was at either Lake Louise or Moraine Lake, both in Alberta. Traveling in the 1977 Datsun 200SX....for which he paid $3,995. It was a great little car. The sucker was loaded down with a cooler full of food, sleeping bags, a tent, lawn chairs, a backpack full of clothes and -- you'll never believe it -- a pistol under the front seat. It was my to-be father in law's. He wouldn't let his daughter nor I go anywhere without it. So, we hauled it back and forth across the Canadian border not even knowing about handgun laws in Canada. For god's sake...I'm a criminal...in a Datsun! We stayed in a giant campground at Lake Louise right by the Bow River and the Trans Canada Railway. We visited the Columbia Ice Fields too (the headwaters of the Columbia River which I now live only one mile from!). The water in these lakes and rivers is some of the coldest on earth. And gray colored with sediment from the mountains. I have no idea where the Indiana muscle-shirt came from or why I would be wearing it. I imagine that it did two things for me: (1) Made me think I had muscles to show off and (2) Made me think I was at least partially straight by having "Indiana" across the front of it. It did neither. And the shorts? Who the hell knows. They were made out of that lightweight parachute material with a velcro tab to keep them together and a little rope thingy-ma-jig around the waistband. Nope, nobody knew. This was three years before I actually married her. I didn't have it figured out then anymore than I did later, quite frankly. And that haircut? Who knows. But I do know it had a sassy little pony tail in the back.