I called the Fishing Access manager to see if the campground was open, and it was, so we decided to spend a couple nights camping along the Blackfoot River.
We could see the campground from the highway before getting to the entrance and saw alot of bare ground, with snow in the shaded areas. We pulled in, and got to plow thru a snowdrift that others had broken through previously.
Found the perfect spot along the river.
We travelled all winter with both Bailey and Gator's ashes, so we decided to leave them here.
Boomer had a blast running in and eating snow.
above: Our special spot.
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