A little update on our wanderings in Montana:
We are in the lovely town of Hamilton, halfway down the Bitterroot Valley, south of Missoula. Here’s where we’re currently staying.
Route 93 runs through Hamilton, and if you only saw the town from the highway, you wouldn’t be too impressed. But get off the highway and go just one block west, and Hamilton oozes small town charm. The downtown area is nice and the neighborhood south and west of downtown is downright tony! Our place isn’t exactly shangri-la but it’s solidly built and the tree-lined street in front is pretty.
Allen caught a nice little rainbow trout on his fifth cast.
He cleaned it too. Then I ruined everything when I tried to cook it. Anyway, it got eaten.
The owner of the house had his family up for a night, so we made ourselves scarce. Had our first sit-down restaurant meal in a long time at a pancake house in Missoula, then we camped along a branch of the Bitterroot. There are designated fishing spots with parking all over the state. You’ll see a brown sign from the highway or country road with a fish on it and there will be a nice place to drop your line. This one had a campground too, and if you had a fishing license, it was only $12 a night. Mosquitoes no extra charge.
The kids are getting bigger.
Next: Crossing the continental divide.