Camping on the Gallatin River

Greek Creek is the name of the campsite.

Evening everyone; well, at least it is for me. All’s quite around here for me now. My daughter doesn’t arrive back home until the 9^th and since I’m already back in Montana I thought I’d camp for a few days while I’m waiting for her to get back home. Well, I got here the day before Labor Day and now that it is Labor Day there is only myself and one other campsite occupied. So yes, except for the cars passing by it’s pretty quite. Yes, cars; it’s not like you have much of a choice when you are a drive-by camper. Although I like the spot I’ve got. It’s off to its own and the river is right next to me. I took some pics so you know what I’ve lived like for the past three days (by the time I post this).

I’ve been trying to catch a fish to eat but I think I bought the wrong license. You see, I bought a fishing license; I should have bought a catching license. Sheesh! If I had to depend on fishing to survive I think I’d die in short order. Anyone out there want to teach me how to fish and actually catch something worth eating????

Labor Day is the first day of bow hunting season so I’ve seen a lot of bow hunters coming out of the woods. All empty handed. Guess they are having the same kind of luck I’m having.

Hey, Len, you’d be proud of me. Once I got to the campsite I set out to find some firewood naturally thinking all loose firewood had already been picked clean. Well, I bought a bow saw and it came in very handy. Found some drift wood along the shore the size of a tree and actually found a downed tree, brought them both to camp and have had plenty of firewood all three days. And I’m getting pretty good and starting my fires. Haven’t had to use the ‘special stick’ but once. There’s a pic of my firewood about half used up included with the others. Cool idea, that saw!

Well, better get my supper fixed. Hmmm, Polish Sausage or Spam!!! Lol