For me, wintertime is definitely the best time to find solitude in the outdoors. Out here under the Big Sky, surrounded by white, and with only the sound of water and ice, it’s easy to remember the things that really matter the most. If we aren’t careful, life has a way of making us forget.

As for the fishing itself, the Bitterroot fished well today subsurface. Small stoneflies and worms. Temps stayed in the high 20s until sunset, requiring only the occasional clearing of ice from the eyelets.