A small, gnarled tree hanging off a cliff face overlooking the Lost Horse Creek. There was another narrow rock ledge I used to get in front of it with the 11-24mm lens and a crazy tripod configuration in order to get it all in the frame.
The weather people had said there was a large front moving into Montana and as we arrived at Bannack we got to experience the tail end of the first wave. This, however, was what was approaching us as we were leaving Bannack several hours later. It caught us just outside of Dillon with some pretty strong winds and rain though we somehow missed the huge hailstorm that preceded us.
A small cascade section of Camas Creek before it runs into Lost Horse Creek.
The school/Masonic Lodge in Bannack. We arrived just as one storm was ending and another one was approaching.
The clouds had began to cover the distant snow-capped peaks as this bighorn posed on the ridge. Unfortunately, the flowers had already been someone's tasty snack.
Lone pine on Lost Horse lookout.
Side view of Skalkaho Fall's lower section. The 11-24mm worked great, both at catching all the detail and the mist coming off the falls.
One of the larger rams was showing the younger ones how to headbutt with style.
Ordered from a catalog in 1883 and completed in 1894, The Brooks Hotel in Corvalis, MT, was originally just a house whose family opened the upstairs bedrooms when the local inns became too busy. Now it houses a Christmas store and is a fairly unique landmark in the Bitterroot Valley.
The old gray mare is gone and the wagon has seen better days.
Somewhere south of Jackpot, I found a little color in the clouds as an almost full moon rose.
Driving around some of the back roads of the Bitterroot Range, I found myself following the washing machine known as Lost Horse Creek.
A Trumpeter Swan coming in for a landing, almost directly in front of my camera. Reminded me of a B-52 coming in for landing, slow, ponderous, and then upon touchdown just going on for a distance.
A female Gadwall on takeoff with the male not far behind.
A pair of young European Starlings checking for the next food delivery.
This little chipmunk took a half second break from scampering and hopping about in good chipmunk fashion to pose for me, then promptly returned to the above said scampering about.
Well, if you go to the National Bison Range, you might as well take some pictures of bison. Bison!
I got to watch this antelope nap on the hillside, get up, stretch, eat some flowers, sit back down until some uber tools just couldn't be bothered to turn their radio down while driving through the range.
I got to watch this huge Trumpeter Swan glide in to a landing, paddle around a bit, then a quick wing stretch before heading off for lunch.
Incoming storm along Lost Horse Creek canyon as seen from the Lost Horse overlook.
A Sandhill Crane in breeding plumage passing in front of the snow capped Bitterroot Mountains.
A yearling Black Bear looking for a snack. Mom and a cinnamon sibling had already climbed down at this point.
Ever wonder what they see?
This year instead of a Red Tailed Hawk nest with fledglings, a Great Horned Owl family moved in. This is the little one.
One of the larger rams I saw in Moiese
This California Quail was determined to take up post along my path back to the donkey. The light was failing but I decided to have some fun and see if I could get to MFD.
On my second lap around Red Sleep drive, I got to watch this antelope for a bit.
Common Yellowthroat out and singing as the brief rain stopped.
"I know I heard something" Ring-Necked Duck on a cautious approach.
Female Ring-necked Duck with her mate behind her.
One can never have too many worms to bring back, right? American Robin on return to the nest.
Driving through northern Nevada there were a number of cloudbursts. I drove down some fence roads to get a clear shot of this one, and after a while even got a rainbow for my trouble.
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One of the old train trestles in Sun Valley converted to a walk/bike path. Lee BigStopper for the long exposure.
Driving through Sun Valley and the Sawtooth Range, the one thing we missing was the sun. Rain though, yes, that was happening.
1957 Pontiac StarChief cruising in the Corvallis Memorial Day Parade.
The view at Lee-Metcalf National Wildlife Refuge
Somewhere in the northern half of Idaho with another edge of the same storm about to hit us again.
'Come on Ma. This grass is tasty but all the cool bison are eating over there!'
Down the tracks.
The clouds over the Bitterroot Range took on some pretty cool colors so I shifted from taking pictures of the owls to the clouds over the distant peaks.