On the road to Wisdom

Sunday was a beautiful day, so I was invited to coming along with The Trout as he went flyfishing.  We headed east and then south, toward Wisdom, Montana, and the famous Big Hole River.  It is quite a drive from the cabin, but The Trout has been making it often this summer. 

Just in the last couple of days, the aspen have started turning gold.  It was beautiful to see against the blue sky.

The mountains were majestic as usual. You can definitely tell that fall is in the air.  What might look to you like dark leaved trees in the above photo, is unfortunately not so.  These as lodge pole pines that have been killed by the pine beetle, a black beetle the size of a grain of rice.  It has wrecked havoc on so many trees in Montana and Colorado. 

We came across a large herd of antelope.  The Trout does not recall seeing so many in this area in the past.  But, why do they do that?  You know, turn the other cheek?  They do look cute though.

The Trout was having a good time.  In this particular hole, he caught some smaller sized trout, but there were more to be had later on in the morning.

And a rest in the stream on an aptly placed rock.  Just can't get over how beautiful the weather was.

This view was fantastic.  The quiet sounds of this area were deafening.  It was a very good day.