It was 3 PM, I got off my truck and took my supplies from the back. The trail up to my Tower shouldn't take much, and I was told at the office that there should be a walkie-talkie up in the tower. I checked that my Truck was locked, after all I am parking it here in the middle of nowhere. The sun sure is beautiful in here, I have been to quite a lot of forests, but the Shoshone is something else. I walked away from the parking space, which is really just a clearing and a welcoming sign with warnings of bears and fire precaution. I could see my tower behind a group of pine trees, I should be there by the sunset.

The way to the tower was really beautiful, I came across a couple squirrels on the way, I hate squirrels but they gave me a rather positive feeling. I was drawing close to my tower, the birds were chipping, some flew away from the trees I was approaching. The sun is going down slowly, I decided to bring up my flashlight just in case and strapped it on my hat. I was told there are three other lookouts in this park, one of them is going to be my company for the summer, I was told as well that she was a woman. I haven't asked about her name, probably should have, or probably didn't, not really sure.

I finally reached my tower, it stood distinctly tall among the trees, yet it never violated the scene. It just felt like it was a part of this place, well probably the wooden boards invoke that emotion after all. I walked up the stairs, they creaked and I kind of was in concern if should one of the boards crack under my feet. When I was at the top I took a pause before going in, the scene was remarkably breathtaking and I enjoyed it for a moment, and I spotted another lookout tower in the south.

The lookout tower lights were on as stared at the other tower in the distance. The new guy was supposed to be here by now and I was going to give him the welcoming party. Well, if he ever decides to put his damn lights on. Oh, there they go. I picked up my walkie-talkie and pressed the button. "Hello, New Guy. Pick up your walkie-talkie." I waited one minute. "Hey. Buddy, I know you're there, I see your lights."

There was peace and tranquility about the place, I walked inside and turned the lights on. I rested my backpack on the floor and sat on the bed and took off my jacket. The interior was homey, but I felt it needed my personal touch, and that was when I heard a voice.

"Hello, New Guy. Pick up your walkie-talkie."

I took off my boots and walked around, shuffling documents and books searching for the source of the voice which sounded like it came from a walkie-talkie. "Hey. Buddy, I know you're there, I see your lights." I finally found it, a cute little blue walkie talkie, I took it and pressed the button.

"Hello This is Gary, Gary Truman, who is this?"

Hearing the familiar crackle of static, "Hello This is Gary, Gray Truman, who is this?" I clicked the button and cheerfully replied, "Well, Gary Truman, I'm River Meadows and welcome to Shoshone Park! I'll be with you the entire summer. If you have questions or you just want to talk, just press that little button on that talkie." I flipped through a magazine, clicking the button off, waiting for Gary's reply.