Greetings from Extravaganza Headquarters this Memorial Day, all!
1126 miles later (but who is counting?!?), your Hostess With The Mostess and I arrived together here yesterday with your Extraganza mascots Ma’am Da Lab (shown above aside the Big Hole River just outside of Dillon, MT, having abandoned drift boat midstream only to thereafter sit on the bank in a snow storm in penance) and Sir Da Cocker. The trip (now our tenth such annual trek) was fully uneventful until we arrived here in the Treasure State, where, deciding this year to stop along the way and “smell the roses” (read: “fish the rivers”), we boarded a drift boat the Big Hole River Saturday morning in somewhat sketchy weather only later to be greeted by a major snow storm that stayed with us most of the day—or at least for the first half of the day, at which time your Hostess said, “get me off this d—mn river—I am freezing my butt off!” and we proceeded to row out the remaining five miles of the float (blessedly) with the snow, sleet, wind and rain at our backs. If you think I am a-jesting, check out the second photo above taken yesterday (Sunday) morning outside of our Dillon hotel showing the impressive and certainly memorable overnight accumulation of the white stuff that served as our earlier fishing companion.
Late May snow in Montana?!?
Take a moment this wonderful and special weekend to tip your hat and say a silent prayer in blessing for all of those who give and have given so much so that we can enjoy the bounty that immerses this wonderful nation—simply stated, without those folks in uniform (past, present and future) we would not be doing what we do, in the manner that we want or when we want to…someone else would be dictating that scenario.
Best to all from the scene of it all,
Rock Creek Ron
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