Four months ago we began planning our “Rockin’ the Rockies” Airstream road trip and finally, here we were, at the very beginning.
The Bitterroot Beginning.
We found ourselves at the “Angler’s Roost” campground in Hamilton, Montana tucked along the Bitterroot River. We softly landed in site #19 after a full day of driving from Seattle. Daylight was still ours for a bit so we settled in and took time to relax.
I kept thinking to myself “three weeks away from corporate America,” and those words, in and of themselves made me feel very happy.
And relaxed . . .
The following morning we enjoyed a bowl of Greek yogurt complete with fresh berries, sweet honey and crunchy graham crackers. This was so easy to put together and it kept us satisfied for a long time.
“Can I go fishing now mommy,” B asked me.
Our boy, he was so excited to be here.
So after breakfast, when I told him he could go fish — he swung open the Airstream door, grabbed his fly rod which was perched up against the picnic table and ran straight for the river.
I was following right behind him with my camera. The light was perfect and he was so happy and I could hardly believe my eyes when I watched him walk right into the river almost up to his waist.
The air was very warm, even this early in the morning and the water was so cool and refreshing.
Cast after cast, he patiently waited and watched his fly atop the water with eagle eyes. One bite, two bites – he would yell out “fish on!” and then — well . . . not really.
These fish were smart here.
Very, very smart.
But he kept at it. Determined.
Aside from fishing on the Bitterroot, this river is also popular for floating. At the general store at the campground, you can buy yourself an inner tube and leisurely float your way down the river. There is a shuttle provided that will bring you right back to square one. It looked like so much fun, and if we had scheduled more time we would have definitely experienced it.
Later on, I wanted to check out the local market in nearby Darby. There I picked up some Bison tenderloin for dinner.
After all, we were in the West — so why not? I love to embrace the local culture and cuisine where ever we may be.
Another beautiful thing about traveling with your trailer or RV – you can truly live like the locals do.
Tenderloin with a simple butter leaf salad, blue cheese and sliced heirloom tomatoes with sweet red onions and thyme. Salt and pepper were all those juicy tomatoes needed.
During our last day at Angler’s Roost, we decided to really explore the quaint town of Darby.
There are some really cute places to shop including a huge vintage boutique where we got a kick out of this rather large cage. It looked like something straight out of an old circus movie that possibly held some fierce animals inside of it. Our imaginations ran a little wild that afternoon . . .
This house. This one.
I fell in love with it.
Look at the structure. The bones. The charm. The greenhouse off the kitchen maybe?
This is truly my dream home — oh the possibilities with this house and whoever may buy it one day — they are very fortunate.
A poem that B and I read together in the Darby Museum. So sweet.
I have been a little late with my first post about our big trip but I was delivered some sad news when we arrived home.
I lost my little brother, my only sibling. Unexpectedly.
Through this first posting here on J5MM I have learned that it has been a help for me in dealing with this sad loss.
It keeps my mind busy.
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