wonder and admiration to him or her who is privileged to look upon their scarred, storm-beaten, forest-draped acclivities. Year after year I ride up and down the heaving, eddying stream and gaze with increasing love and admiration upon the matchless majesty and grandeur of the scene. It is a great poem of the centuries, expressed not in words
Looking south on the old Lewis and Clark Tratl at Lolo Hot Springs, a few miles south from Missoula, Montana.
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