Odd time for a vacation, I know! But, for the past nine years I've made a fly-fishing trip to an unnamed river in Montana. It's meant the beginning of spring to me during that time. The ice on the lakes around Minnesota is just starting to melt away. The mud, endless mud that slowly turns to the new green that is soon to envelope the landscape. I do look forward to it as much for this feeling of change as I do for the terrific scenery and excellent fishing. A few more weeks 'til we make the 13 hour glorious drive! A few pictures of a recent visit:

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