This is the picture I have on my home screen. The picture has given me hours of sanity. I look at it and do not think of computers, programming, math, school or bills.
These cabins are at the Magruder Ranger Station by Darby Montana, about 60 miles from my front door. This is the beginning of the Magruder Corridor. The Magruder Corridor is a 122 mile dirt road from the cabins to Elk City Idaho that I believe is unique in the US. It goes smack dab through the middle of two wilderness areas, the Bitterroot Wilderness to the north and the Frank Church – River of No Return Wilderness to the south. There is about an 80 mile stretch that you cannot get off the road with a motorized vehicle or bicycle. I have not done this road all the way on my motorcycle but it is on my bucket list. I am thinking late this coming summer is the time. The ride requires either a large gas tank or judicious use of the throttle and a lot of coasting or a spare can of gas. I will have to do a little mileage testing. My little 650 (the bike in the picture) has a 5 gallon tank. At 40 miles to the gallon I should be good but I know from previous experience that dirt roads and low speed can use more gas than expected.
This will have to be a two day trip. From Darby to Elk City on dirt is going to use me up so I will have to take regular fly fishing breaks. From Elk City to Missoula by pavement is a long ride. I might just turn around and come back through the corridor. There are pros to both routes. The road coming out of Elk City to Hwy 12 is supposed to be a knee draggers dream. I have not done it yet. Highway 12 from Lowell to Lolo is one of the premier rides in the US. I ride it regularly. If I go back through the corridor I will have to fly fish both ways and camp overnight in the wilderness. It might take three days if the fishing is good. Ah, gee.
It is fun to plan things like this during this time of year. Skies are gray. Not enough snow to go boarding yet. Too icy to go mountain biking. I went cross country skiing yesterday but it simply is not the rush boarding and biking give. So it is time to plan for the next summer’s adventures.
There is one minor glitch to this whole thing. If I go fly fishing for two or three days and the fishing is good the wife is going to be upset. Lacking the subtlety a good marriage requires I would take pictures of the fish. I will show the pictures to my wife. She will get grumpy. (She is really into fly fishing, much more than I am.) I will have to suffer the burden.