In the Rocky Mountains of Montana, just outside Philipsburg, the Rock Creek winds through a stereotypical stretch of the American West. The air is cool and smells of pine, the roads kick up dust, and horses watch quietly as you pass.
I was sent here last summer to stay at The Ranch at Rock Creek - the only Forbes Travel Guide Five Star Guest Ranch in the world - to photograph a story about the all-elusive salmonfly hatch. The hatch happens almost randomly each year, and for a short time the rivers turn into a fisherman's paradise.
For two days, we floated downstream in a three-person raft equipped with rods, reels, nets, flies, maps, and a cooler of Pabst. Each bend of the river brought a different landscape and new weather conditions. Leaning overboard to get a better angle, jumping off the raft and running down the river banks for a shot then hoping to make it safely back in the boat, and hunching over to protect my gear from the rain.
At the end of the day we loaded the raft onto the truck, drove back to the ranch for dinner, and I fell asleep with a fireplace at the foot of the bed and the sound of the river loud outside my canvas-covered room. It won't be my last visit to Montana.