Comments on: On Life and Latrines

By: Landing Mats

Landing Mats — Tue, 10 Feb 2009 15:16:58 +0000

Came across your blog, and it seems like you had a good trip! The Smith River is a beautiful place for family reunions. I’ve subscribed to your blog, and hope to read more great posts like this in the future.

By: Tenant Referencing

Tenant Referencing — Sun, 30 Nov 2008 09:29:59 +0000

Great blog. Just found it. I grew up, and grew as a fly fisherman, in Helena. Like yours, my family occasionally floated the Smith. Beautiful county, and I’m lucky my work takes my back regularly. I look forward to reading this blog in the future.

By: Anthony

Anthony — Tue, 24 Jun 2008 00:58:46 +0000

Glad to see you were able to get some slabs, cold ones, and get away from civilization. After you get yourself rested and realize the Texas heat is for real, provide us with some clever wit to get our banter back. I am sure the rest of FFC followers are ready to heat up the keyboards again.

By: BShay

BShay — Sun, 22 Jun 2008 18:14:55 +0000

What;s all that white stuff on that hill? Salt?

Looks like a lovely time. The only place around here named “Craig” is an auto repair joint who ripped me off. I’m sure it’s not the same…

By: Smithhammer

Smithhammer — Tue, 17 Jun 2008 20:00:02 +0000

Damn entertaining piece o’ writing there FFC. The Smith has been on my list for a while now.

By: J.R. Salzman

J.R. Salzman — Tue, 17 Jun 2008 08:02:08 +0000

I floated the smith last year and had the same experience (except the fishing wasn’t so great).

By: Ken Lokensgard

Ken Lokensgard — Tue, 17 Jun 2008 02:27:52 +0000

“Country” I meant, not “county.”

By: Ken Lokensgard

Ken Lokensgard — Tue, 17 Jun 2008 02:27:06 +0000

By: Enemy of Carp

Enemy of Carp — Thu, 12 Jun 2008 01:07:27 +0000

This is some fine writing right here. Hope you catch some hogs on your trip.

EO Carp

By: A. Wannabe Travelwriter

A. Wannabe Travelwriter — Thu, 12 Jun 2008 00:07:03 +0000

Ah, the toilet routine on a river trip.
Back in 1998, I went on a 10-day father-daughter “bonding trip” on the Main Fork of the Salmon River in Idaho. Even back then, it was “pack it in – pack it out” meaning EVERYTHING.
We had to learn how to go to the bathroom all over again. Since “storage” space was at a premium, it was pee in the river (yes; it’s millions of gallons of dilution vs. going where you sleep and eat). Then you take care of the rest.
The typical set-up was an ammo box with a toilet seat (and a bag of lime).
The river name for this contrivance is a “groover.” There is a good reason for that name.
Here is my story from way back then. (This was before blogging so it’s a PDF that MAY need to be rotated to view – sorry.)
http://canibefrankwithyou.net/tgrover.pdf
And, yes, it was one of the greatest views I have had while taking care of my business…as long as I didn’t look down!