Labor Day Weekend. 3 of 3

A look back towards the way we came from. From here on out it was easy going. A mile of river rock and a mile or two of easy going trails made for a blessedly pain free walk. The rest is old news as they say, and consist of areas that we have already fished and photographed.

The top side and last outcrop as seen from a previous post. It looks a lot different from this side though. It just goes to show that the effects of geology, water and time look different from every angle.

Something Different...something yellow.

A little more something about a whole lot of nothing. In some ways, nothing is better than just about everything and some things are all about nothing. For me, I always breath easier, stand taller and think clearer when surrounded by nature. Any time you can look over everything and see absolutely nothing...you have found a good spot and have hopefully created a good memory. Though nothing earth shattering occurred during this experience, it is still one of the highlights of my recent years. It just goes to show that good things can be found if you only take the time to find them. Despite the fact that this particular spot has been logged and is highly trafficked by campers, boaters, rafters and hikers it still remains fairly pure. Its distance from the main thoroughfares and the ample variety of recreational opportunities are ideal for ensuring at least a small buffer between here and one of few remaining true wildernesses left in the state.

This is why I am proud to be a Montanan.