I visited Missoula, Montana over Labor Day Weekend to watch a football game, catch some trout, and patronize the downtown watering holes. It had been 10 years since I last fished the area's rivers, so this trip had been on my mind for several months.
My friend Bill picked me up at the airport on Thursday and we drove straight to the Big Blackfoot River.
The river was pretty low and warm, but I was able to pull some little rainbows and cutthroats from the edges of deep riffles.
The trout were on the small side, but I was not complaining.
A day later, we tried the Clark Fork River at Kelly Island.
The fishing was even slower than on the Blackfoot, but the birdwatching was great. Lewis's Woodpeckers hawked insects from the cottonwoods and huge flocks of Cedar Waxwings filled the smoky sky.
Now that I have achieved my annual Montana fix, I am ready to get back to work on my Oregon-based projects.