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Three Forks, Montana

It was supposed to be cold and rainy, but with a couple of days off, it was hard not to go anywhere. So we fueled up Waldo and ventured South to Three Forks, MT. There, we camped at Missouri Headwaters State Park.

I was very excited when we arrived because we were warned that there was a mama moose and her baby in the area, so to be careful when we were out on the trails. I have a not-so-secret love affair with moosies, and I was anxious to track them down.

The weather wasn’t nearly as bad as it could have been, so we spent a lot of time outside. The kids and I rode our bikes the five miles into Three Forks in search of the Wheat Montana bakery. We had planned on picking up some fresh cinnamon rolls for breakfast in order to surprise Rob when he came back from fishing, but as it turned out, the bakery was another three miles up the freeway and we weren’t up for riding there. So, we had hot chocolate and cereal in a gas station and took home a box of stale donuts. Three hours later, we arrived back at camp. I was surprised Rob hadn’t called Search and Rescue yet, considering how easily I get lost (which was part of the reason it took us so long.)

Rob took the boys fly-fishing a few times while Catheryn and I searched for the elusive moose family. I found a swamp she was sure to love, not to mention we passed a few piles of moose scat on the trail, so we kept heading back, knowing that eventually we would have to run into her.

We hiked some trails to see the Jefferson, Madison and Gallatin Rivers from above, we roamed the coastline of the newly formed Missouri River in search of treasures. We watched pelicans from afar, we saw cranes and geese, ducks and lots of different little birds. There were fox prints and deer scat, a snake was even sunning herself on the rocks, although as cold as it was, I’m not sure just how warm she was getting.


We spent a lot of time around the campfire, eating yummy food, making sticky s’mores. The boys collected firewood while I painted Catheryn’s fingernails. The only thing missing was Bailey. He would have loved it there. 

Even Wiggy Wabbit was enjoying the fresh air, grass and sticks that the park had to offer.

It turned out to be a wonderfully relaxing weekend. Unfortunately we never came across the moose family, but I guess that means we will just have to go back.

7 thoughts on “Three Forks, Montana

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  2. Since we won’t be meeting our friends at Three Forks, we’ll just enjoy your pictures. Glad you all had a good time. It’s always nice to get out of town for a few days.

  3. Your photos take me to a different world. I love the snake shot. How very calm of you to be able to collect yourself enough to take this photo. I stumbled twice unexpectedly upon a snake recently and both times I bolted with my camera in hand. Best, I love your happy crew. Happy days to you and wishing you a wonderful Mother’s Day!!! Hugs, Sharon

    • If it were any warmer and I thought the snake were in the position to actually move, I am not sure I would have been able to stick around. It did help that he was over a little ledge. 🙂 Happy Mother’s Day to you as well!

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