I dream of a hard and brutal mysticism in which the naked self merges with a non-human world and yet somehow survives still intact, individual, separate. Paradox and bedrock.
Rode north, found a fishing access on the Main Flathead, which is rockin’ along very clear, fed 80% by releases from Hungry Horse reservoir, anticipating the massive runoff that will occur once the mountain start to warm up
The Tubus Cargo gets the job done.
New rigging method. Needs to be a bit further forward, and is tall, but nicely balanced and fast to set up.
The water was lovely.
Beautiful.
More of this! I’m so stinking jealous.
Will do. Packrafting season is upon us.
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Bedrock & Paradox 
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