Blackfoot River - Montana

Another iconic fly-fishing river in Montana - and the setting for the incredible novel and movie A River Runs Through It. Leaving Rock Creek, we knew we were headed for the Blackfoot, but we should have known that we were going to experience our recurring problem of finding the right campsite. Relying on advice from an article, we first ventured toward River Junction campground which was an 18-mile round-trip on a dirt Forest Service Road. The rain of the past two-days made us glad we had 4-wheel drive. And after making the drive in, the totally empty campground, along with the posters along the way differentiating black bears from grizzly bears (for the benefit of hunters), convinced us that this wasn't the place. On down the road to another campground with no occupants and fresh bear scat and we were on our way to another. The next stop was perfect - on the riverbank and in the trees and occupied by other campers! The advantage of finding camping spots after Labor Day is that we don't have to worry about crowds - the disadvantage is that we don't want to be the only campers in Grizzly territory - such a dilemma! The river was a little murkier and faster due to the rains, but settled down by our last day and I was able to have some good fishing on dry flies - the ultimate. The pictures don't accurately reflect the multi-colored rock around here that results from some geological explanation that is over my head - but they sure are purty! Charlcie spent a lot of time around the campground taking shots of the rocks. Don't know what this guy's name is, but enjoyed his visit at the campsite We've seen bee hives all over the west and most are quite colorful Bow season starts this week, so this guy better do a better job of hiding Good night, Montana