First off, thank you to everyone who helped me out in the previous thread. Especially Larmo, we ended up being in the same area around the same time, and it was pretty cool to exchange info real time while we were there. Ok, trip report. Montana is absolutely AMAZING. Being primarily a saltwater guy for the last 20 years, Montana was never really on my radar until I got into this fly fishing obsession at the end of last year. It also just so happened, that I had to make a business trip into Bozeman (yeah, I know, tough job , but don't feel too bad for me, I was home one day and had to go straight to Sacramento for a meeting, which is where I'm writing this from ), so I made a trip out of it. My wife, Lora, and I flew out early last Saturday with no real itinerary other than exploring the area until I needed to meet the clients that Wednesday, and fishing with them on Thursday and Friday. Needless to say, I am beyond hooked and we are going back as soon as possible. Day 1 Landed in Bozeman, picked up the rental Jeep and got settled in at the hotel (trip tip#1: see if any guide shops have hotels they have hooked up with and see if you can get a break on some of the rates). After dropping our stuff off at the hotel, we headed straight to the fly shop, ended up BS'ing with the guys there for a while to get an idea of what was in the surrounding area (trip tip #2: be cool and spend some money with them, you may get a few good tips. While we were in the store, a SUPER obnoxious guy from Boston came in, I know this because he told everyone multiple times, and kind of killed the vibe. "I just bought a house here and want to fly fish, I'm a size extra large, just give me what I need", was literally what the dude said. He then proceeded to not listen to any of the guys in there and just left dragging a bunch of shit out the door. He was there 15 minutes and it was an absolute shit storm. After we all recovered, I explained that I'm a newer fly fisher, didn't have a plan and just wanted to explore Montana and maybe catch a few fish. They happily helped my pick a bunch of flies and come up with a game plan. For this first afternoon, they drew me a map and sent me up a small canyon with a creek that was all pocket water. Having never truly fished a dry fly, it took me a little bit to figure out how to approach each pocket and pick my shots for a good drift. Once I got that down, I ended up picking up my first Montana trout. Pretty little wild Rainbows on Mini Chubbys. Such a blast. Day 2 Slept in a bit, being up since 3AM the day before to catch our flight into Bozeman and fishing until 10pm kind of beat us up a bit, and it was nice to get a little rest. Headed back to the fly shop for some more advice after almost dying several times slipping on the rocks with my rubber soled wading boots. I ended up buying both of us some of the Simms Intruder wet wading boots with the felt soles at their recommendation. Let me tell you, these things are freaking awesome! Like wearing Nike sneakers and you stick like Spider-Man to the rocks. This time, they sent us towards the Gallatin Canyon to explore some smaller creeks and to fish the Gallatin itself late that evening. Stopped by the "Mothership" since it was on the way to the fly shop. Simms headquarters in Bozeman. We had to drive through Ted Turners property to get to the Gallatin National Forest and saw our first bison. Beautiful property (I think it was 200k acres!!!) and he has more bison on it than all of Yellowstone! Hiked a bit and fished a small creek that was full of eager Brookies. Fished beetle and ant patterns and they were smashing it! Lots of great presentation practice and a gorgeous spot. After catching a bunch of those guys, we headed up the canyon to the Gallatin itself, I couldn't crack the code that evening but still amazing to be able to fish it. Day 3 Decided to make a run to Yellowstone and fish a few areas suggested by Larmo. We drove in the North East entrance by 8AM the next morning and headed straight to the Lamar Valley. Lots of bison in the way, and lots of fisherman pressure. We fished a few spots for a while for no love and decided to explore the park instead. What an incredible experience, I can understand why this was the first and greatest of our National Parks. The scale and beauty of the park is just immense! We are definitely coming back to spend a few days here, one day just isn't enough and we covered a few hundred miles that day, from the NE to the NW entrance. The mighty Yellowstone Thermal features in the park. Maxed on pics.....post to be continued.