Married to Montana

One of the very best things about marrying a girl from Montana is that you never have to reach far for an acceptable excuse to visit Big Sky Country. I first visited the state twelve years ago and have returned again and again to enjoy both family and the great outdoors.

If I could wave a cosmic wand, I'd overlap our least favorite time in New Mexico -- the hot, dry days of June -- with the best weather up North. This year especially we longed to be elsewhere as we experienced a terrible wildfire season statewide. But the Montana summer was brief this year; a long, cool, wet Spring throughout much of the state delayed many favorite pastimes well past June for locals and visitors alike. So once again, our wager that the weather would be damn near perfect in early August paid out yet again as we were treated to daytime highs in the upper 80s with plenty of sunshine for hiking, boating, fishing, attending weddings, beer, and much more!

Summer was in full effect with Flathead cherries and plenty of produce at the Saturday Farmer's Market:

And waves of grass through fields:

In the Swan Valley, Morrell Falls provided cool mist...

... enough to nourish the wildflowers growing on rocks.

At Seeley Lake, the water lilies were popping:

Lazy days with widlife at Flathead Lake:

Our trip closed fittingly with a sunset over the Pintler Range and Butte, America, the former mining metropolis and home of ecorover and about 34,000 other humans:

See you next time, Montana.

Comments

[EcoRover]

Nice Butte America sunset pics! We've been enjoying the fresh cherries, and oh, yeah--I'm pretty sure I have an "A" tag for that buck.

[pete]

I'll look forward to the tale! After all of your harvests in 2010, do you even have room in the freezer for more venison?