Despite a short amount of time for actual backcountry travel, I was able to pull off a surprising number of trips this summer into a number of diverse locales: the Bob Marshall Wilderness Complex, Glacier National Park, the Beartooth Plateau, and Yellowstone National Park. Add to that a tourist-style trip into Banff and Jasper National Parks in Canada over the long weekend, and summer turned out far better than expected—especially given that I had to write something near 200 pages of academic work between June 7th (the last day of the school year) and August 3rd.
But with all that logorrhea comes exhaustion. Each of these trips deserves a post in its own right, but I simply don’t have the time or words. I am certain that these days and nights will find their way into my writing at some point or other, as they make their slow way through my mind. Until then, I leave you with the pictures.
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The South Fork of the Flathead River (and Tributaries)
Bob Marshall Wilderness Complex
In all honesty, I cannot claim these. I was fishing a new rod on the trip, and I had little time to practice tenkara-style casting before we left. I learned as we went.
Layers of sedimentary ocean floor—“rocks from the basement of time.”
Our first views of the famed river.
Is it just me, or does this stump look like a velociraptor? Of course, they apparently had feathers, so that’s another piece of childhood imagination ruined.
I broke my rod—not on a fish—on day two of five by being impatient and foolish. Fortunately, surgical tape and willow sections made for a decent field repair.
Indeed, the wounded rod fishes.