The best assignment of the week was a morning spent north of Great Falls, photographing Montana’s largest honey producer. Some time on the road, behind the camera and a series of very early mornings helped fuel me through the week.
I still have not gotten used to bumping along dirt roads and coming face-to-face with a military convoy. This part of Montana is flooded with nuclear missile sites, and it’s always odd to see a wheat field interrupted by a site. The Air Force unit operating the sites failed their safety inspection this week due to “tactical-level errors,” but that’s a story for another day.
At any rate, the normal monotony of the river was interrupted by the humming buzz of bees this week, and I was thrilled to be on assignment for The Big Sky Journal once again.
Things have slowed on the river, and we’ve had a few days to catch out breath – always appreciated. Things on the Cascade home front are continuing to grow busier and busier, and I have a feeling the fall will bring little respite.
In honor of shop manager Julie’s birthday, we rounded up five women from Craig and Cascade – bearing in mind this a large percentage of the female population of said towns – and trekked into Great Falls for a girl’s night of sushi and Saki.
It’s the little breaks that really do count.
We’re closing the shop tomorrow for a staff “caddy day,” and I’m looking forward, for once, to having the guides, shop staff, household cleaners and shuttle crew all together on the river and at a meal.
It should prove interesting, and no doubt next week’s post will be filled with escapades from Monday’s outing.
Until then, here’s a strong trico mornings, hopper afternoons, and caddis evenings.
