I realize that is has been a while since there has been any activity on the blog, but do not fear for there are many pictures to come. Recently, I was without a camera and so it was difficult to attain pictures. Now that I have a camera once again, I will be able to post more often. The weather has been unseasonably warm of late, so many days have been spent on the river. Now for some pictures!
Fall has come and gone and winter has smashed in like a wrecking ball. Over the last few weeks I have had many opportunities to get out and do some fishing. I spent the majority of my time on Rock Creek, because of the proximity and the wealth of fish. Fishing in the winter is entirely different from any other time of year. Even though I have fished Rock Creek many times, after the first snowfall it felt like a completely different area. I was also able to take a few friends fishing, and we were all lucky enough to catch some fish. This will be my last Montana post for a while since I am returning to Pennsylvania for winter break, so enjoy these last few pictures of the west. Even though I am not yet left, I already miss Montana and cannot wait to come back for spring semester. Missoula is a magical place and once you come here there is no leaving.
Before I get into the rest of the pictures, I would like to take a few sentences to reflect on my first semester here in Missoula, Montana. When I first left home in August, I was a little nervous about moving to an area where I did not know a single soul. In this global community that we live in today, it is rare to be in a place where there are no familiar faces. I decided that I would make this new beginning into a fresh start. During these last four months I have met many amazing people who have made Missoula feel like home, instead of a place away from home. Everyday I wake up and look out my window at the beautiful Rocky Mountains, and I am incredibly grateful to call this place home. Now before I get too sappy and poetic I better start showing some picture of what I have been up too.
I hope you all enjoyed this post and I wish everyone a happy holiday season. Do not forget to get outdoors and enjoy this lovely winter season.
For the first half of spring break I was able to venture into the North Country of New York in the Adirondack State Park. Although I am totally ready for spring to arrive, I was really excited to explore the frozen lakes and snowy forests for a couple days. Upon our arrival at our camp in the evening, I walked out on the nearby lake to soak in the last of the day’s sunlight.
The next day my parents and I decided to hit the slopes at Whiteface Mountain for a day of skiing. A light snowfall during the night was a nice remedy to the rather icy trails. It ended up being a fairly warm day, which made the skiing enjoyable and well worth it. At the end of the day I decided to try out the ski cross track which they had (similar to the olympic races but on a smaller scale) and it was quite fun.
On the following day, I decided hike out over Oseetah Lake and explore the area. I first walked out to the center of the lake to check out the fishing shanty. It was a cozy little place with a small wood stove inside.
As I headed out to the far edge of the lake, I was surprised to find a Black Lab that appeared out of nowhere. He was an energetic guy, that journeyed with me for the next hour and was great company in this barren land. I named him Miller since I found him on the middle of Miller Pond (aka Oseetah Lake).
Later in my journey, after Miller disappeared, I passed by a road that went out onto the lake. A few trucks used this to access their “boat access only” homes. It felt like ice road truckers.
On the final day, I headed out to bird the Bloomingdale Bog. I was targeting the Boreal species that reside here. The variety of birds lacked, but lots of Black-capped Chickadees and Red-breasted Nuthatches let me get extremely close, sometimes even less than a foot away. Eventually I stumbled upon a group of Gray Jays, which are unique to this area in New York. Later along Bigelow road I finally found my nemesis Boreal Chickadee, which was an exciting discovery.
Winters in the Adirondacks are very unique (and cold). There is so much silence and stillness, which can be a great way to get away from the rush of life that often blurs the important things in life.