any day now
Thursday, June 12th, 2008The robins are getting fat on drowned earthworms, and the fragrance of chokecherry and crabapple blossoms fills the air. On East Gros Ventre Butte, it’s as if someone spilled streaks of yellow paint down every nook and gully, the bunches of balsam root are so abundant.
Looking out the window in mid-June and seeing this view is more than one can bear. We’re only a week away from summer, and yet we never really had any spring.
This valley is about to explode — with wildflowers, runoff, and mosquitoes. A little sunshine, and the frenzy will be on for the longest days of the year.







I have returned to river guiding on my first and favorite stretch of the 



