Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons.
Got my boys, my rod and the car packed up, brought a late lunch and we enjoyed the afternoon by Quarter bridge in Glacier. Floaters with a Saint Bernard and a Lab floated by- fly fishing- no luck.
Me neither- hard to figure out the right flies, still new, practice.....
Living on the east coast in New York I thought the fall was always the best, now here in the west the crisp fresh mountain air, the blue skies and the golden cotton woods and aspen sure make for a beautiful autumn.
My heart is full... I found my gold in Montana.