Dewey changes up his fly selection.
A smokey Montana evening.
In a move of unheard-of awesomeness, Headhunters closed down yesterday and the entire crew – guides, shop staff, housekeepers and shuttle drivers united for a day of fishing, gaming, good food and “chillaxing.”
The day started with a float from Prewitt to Pelican – we formed quite the flotilla of eight boats – and finished with a backyard party at one the guide houses. Mark showcased his mean cooking skills, and competitive games of croquet and Polish horseshoes were played many, many times.
A bottle of Redbreast made it part way through the day, and I believe the crew went through at least three Yeti coolers full of beer.
Suffice to say Polish horseshoes became a little more interesting as the night wore on.
It was an awesome day of getting to fish and chatter outside of the shop. The day started out crystal clear, but by late afternoon, a gusty southern wind had brought with it enough smoke to tint the air and cast a murky, reddish light on the evening’s festivities. Surrounded by some of the best guides Montana has to offer – and therefore, arguably in the world – and some of the strongest characters I’ve ever met, I had a flash of gratefulness. It’s funny the people we meet as we travel, and I wouldn’t have missed this Missouri summer for anything.
Jared and Duane dispute a baseball pitch.
Nick and Ben strategize for Polish horseshoes.
Montana river summer.
Tags: Missouri Project
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I’m glad you’re still enjoying yourself. Looks like there’s never a dull moment.
It’s always interesting with this lot.
I LOVE the grass and the water, both waving in the wind. MT river summer indeed.
Thanks! Me too… it was a cool perspective. The wind rules all…