The Smith River

The Smith River is one of the “many wonders of Montana,” according to Joe Josephson, who was on the raft last weekend with Pat and me. We experienced snow, graupel, lightning and crisp sunny mornings. We fished a lot, but only Travis caught anything sizable (a 19-inch brown trout). Not even a nibble for me, but I did learn to cast.

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Organized by the peripatetic Ashley and Jason, the group was mostly Missoulians, with a handful of Livingston/Bozeman residents along for good measure. Wesley, who is one-and-a-half year-old and likes to say ‘up’, was everyone’s hero. He learned the word ‘honk’ on this trip, because there were so many Canada geese.

Other highlights were a piñata, limestone rock walls, and the Mulligan Road, a 50-mile stretch of dirt we drove on the way home, crossing the high country between the Big Belt and the Little Belt Mountains.

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About Emily Stifler

I grew up in Vermont and live in Bozeman, Montana. I love topography: mountains, rocks, weather and people.
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2 Responses to The Smith River

  1. Oh Emily, you’re killing me! Shawn guided the Smith for years, and this year I decided I was tired of hearing about it and wanted to experience it. We put in for a few permits, but didn’t score any. Looks sooo beautiful. Bet food tasted good on those chilly, wet days, though 🙂

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