Can’t believe I’m going to try for two paddles in two states within two days… but Montana is so close… and that lake, Flathead, looks so inviting.
Beautiful Area… and I’m sure to return here. There was an island off shore called Wild Horse Island. I wanted to paddle around it. There was one closer in nick-named “Boy Scout Island” and I only made it out to the northern tip of that island before having to turn around. The water between the two islands was getting really rough and I only had enough time to get back to shore before dark.
Upper land is Wild Horse Island and closer one is “boy scout” island. Can’t think of it’s real name right now.
The water was so clear… amazing.
The sky was so grey. I have to paddle all the way back to that farthest land coming out from the left and the wind is picking up.
I understand that the Indians used to take their horses out there to prevent anyone from taking them. There are suppose to still be horses there, but I could not spot any through binoculars. I will return when weather is more favorable and will also see if I can obtain permission to camp one night on the Wild Horse Island… so the paddle could be broken up into two segments/days.
I feel the ice in the air… and the snow is chasing me. I must head south. I headed south on I90 to Missoula expecting mail there. I waited a couple days but could wait no longer. Had to go south with out my mail. Nice sunset one of those nights though.
Soon I was headed back into ID again… and explored the Driggs/Victor areas but didn’t recognize anything from when I was there on a mountaineering course in 1977. Note the buffalo on top of that corner building.
Tetons, from West side.
Crossed over into WY near the Grand Teton and took these photos. The snow was chasing me and had caught a few people as I saw snow on their cars. Motivated me to keep going south.
On, SwankieWheels… on southward.