When we drove around a curve to see this, I’m surprised we didn’t burn up the brakes! Out we jumped.
This is near Polson, MT.
That little island was used by the Flathead tribes to secure their horses from
those who would steal them. I think it’s called Wild Horse Island.
I don’t expect to see a better water/landscape in my lifetime. It was pure magic, and so still.
The mist had come so low that morning – just beautiful.