Category Archives: Montana
Wild West Road Trip: Part Uno.
Every year around January, the Southerner and I sit down and discuss what we want to do with our lives for the coming year. Things we want to change or goals we want to accomplish. This year, we decided that … Continue reading
Brief Fly-Fishing Guide to Kalispell: Guest Post
We’re finally in New Orleans settling back into our house again and trying to get used to having so much space and clothes!!!! I’ll write more once we get thoroughly back in the swing of things and our friends stop asking … Continue reading
Mini-guide to Kalispell, Montana
I leave Kalispell this Saturday, make a short stop in Atlanta to visit family and celebrate my 30th birthday, and then head back to our home-base in New Orleans. We’ve been living in Kalispell since July and it has been … Continue reading
Hope Lake is hopeless
This past weekend was my last in Montana. Guess what we did to bid me bon voyage? It involved flies, water, and peeing in the bushes. That’s right! We fished. We stayed at East Glacier and fished Hope Lake again on … Continue reading
Missoula, Part II
We fished the Blackfoot River with Mark this weekend in Missoula. While the fishing was not that hot (because apparently my reflexes, as Mark so kindly pointed out, are “non-existent”), the weather was awesome and so was the company. We’ve gone fishing five … Continue reading
Canning Disasters
About a month ago, I enrolled in a canning class at the local community college here in Kalispell. The class consisted of two 3 hour sessions and my thinking was that I would learn how to preserve and make jam out of all of the … Continue reading
The Keeper
How to avoid a Saturday morning hang-over: stay in a town where there is only one restaurant and it closes at 9:00 p.m. We were actually kicked out at 9:15 p.m. while trying to get in one last game of pool as three horses ate grass … Continue reading
Missoula, Montana
(Warning, Danielle! There’s blood in this post.) Last weekend we went to Missoula and fished the Bitterroot River. The Bitterroot is one of the prettiest and trickiest rivers we’ve fished thus far. Our guide, Mark, was on par with all of … Continue reading
Missin my muchachas
I spent half the night googling “how to smell like a stripper.” Don’t ask me why but for some reason this search made me extremely nostalgic for my girlfriends that are scattered all over the country and the world at the … Continue reading
Dad visits Montana
My father and his wife visited us all of last week and we had a great time showing them our new-temporary home. The four of us went on a guided fishing trip down the Flathead River, picked huckleberries, took the … Continue reading