September 30: the “wild” River Called


It was warm on Friday when we were done with work and everything. It was the last really warm day probably for awhile, so since we had the boats already on the car we did a seven mile river trip down the Flathead. These are a couple of the shots I took with my phone. Above are the clay cliffs where swallows like to nest and the second photo is after we navigated some Class 1.5 rapids. (Matt fondly calls them that.) You get moving pretty quickly here and you have to watch out for rocks. It is beautiful in every direction; no doubt in my mind this is one of the more remote stretches and away from pretty much everything. This section of the river is a true treasure, thanks to the tribe setting it aside; otherwise it would be flanked with houses. Keep it wild! 🙂

Kite photography

Kalaloch Beach kiteThis is a self-portrait of myself on the beach a couple weeks ago standing at the edge of the surf. I was attempting to retrieve a large piece of rubber flooring. It took several minutes but I was able to snag it and I carried it up to the dumpster in the picnic area at Kalaloch, in the Olympic NP. Being springtime there was much flotsam and we were able to assist, during our hikes, in the clean-up which took place that weekend. In the pouring rain, I might add – there was much water from the sea and from the sky. If we’d had our kayak, we easily could have slipped it into the surf and paddled out to sea.

We began trying aerial photography using a kite on this trip. It worked beautifully. Matt hung onto the kite here in this photo. It took both of us to launch the camera after we’d secured a good wind. We both took turns urging the kite upwards until it caught a good breeze, and then it flew perfectly despite the rain. Can you guess how large this piece of driftwood is?

driftwood from the air




Many times we look longingly at other people’s sailboats. We used to have a Venture 17 but had to sell it a few years ago. At some point we might buy another but right now our kayaks and canoes are so easy. And no mooring costs! But, they do make an interesting subject. This was taken at Dayton.

An Evening Paddle

This is a short account of our paddle at Big Arm on the evening of Memorial Day.

It was great to be outside and the water, although a bit choppy, was very nice.The sky was beautiful. I wish you all a fun weekend!




Lake Alva


A chance for quiet water? Please leave a comment on FW&P comments section in favor of speed control for Lake Alva. Only 298 acres on the Clearwater River chain, this little gem is rich in wildlife. It is a destination for paddlers during the off season.

This is a unique opportunity for paddlers in western Montana – a lake which is easily accessible and not flanked by houses. Let’s make our voices heard. It’s time that we have a place to go without speed boats and jet skis setting the agenda.