Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Smith River Take 1

The yearly voyage to the Smith River was as epic as ever this year.  After close to 20 Smith trips over the years, I find myself loving the place more and more with each trip.  The crew, the water, boat camps, and the stoke change every year and that is what makes it great.  

Scenery shot in White Sulphur Springs, MT.
 
The rigs heading to Camp Baker.  Our crew was so small this year, (just 6 of this) we rolled with only two vehicles.  
 
Rolfe, with a Smith River brown town.
 
The standard cave man entertainment alive and well.
 

It was hot on the river this year and we were searching "sheddies" (shade eddies) like it was our jobs.
 

Apparently I racked up quite the bill at Heaven on Earth?
 
Easily one of the best aspects of the Smith River?  Golf, in the middle of nowhere.

Rolfe with proper country club attire.

Ballgame and facial hair?

Scooter the calf was our bud.

Filling up the water jugs with Indian Springs water.
 
 I managed to find and pioneer a cliff on the Smith.  I had been looking for one to jump for years and hadn't located one with a deep enough landing.  Well, I found one!

 The crew, with out 7th member, the blow up doll.

The fishing was good this year, but we didnt catch any "monsters."
 
 The stoke was running high as always en route to Camp Baker.

Double Stacked for your pleasure.

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