Desiree and I took a drive to Avalanche Gulch just off the east shore of Canyon Ferry Reservoir. As a boy and on into my teens, I hunted deer with my father and grandfather in both Avalanche and Hellgate Gulch. I have always loved the crazy, steep rock formations and the pines uprighting along the talus slopes and clinging to the jumbled rock upheavals themselves.
We
encountered a band of mountain goats just before the mouth of the gulch. After Desiree captured a video of the goats,
we walked a short distance into the canyon on the narrow, icy road leading into
the heart of the Big Belt Mountains.
Walking into the canyon I could “feel” the ancient cliffs towering
around me in something akin to a sixth sense. This is a strange but pleasant sensation, one
I felt as a boy when entered the canyon, one I crave from time to time.
Mountain
Goats
The
Flume at Avalanche Gulch
Desiree
in the Canyon
—Mitchell
Hegman
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