Charles Waters Campground - Florence, MT. Land of the Butterflies

As we continue north on Highway 93, we cross into Montana. There are interesting signs along the way. One of the signs we passed was this one at a turnout in the road not far north of Ellis.

Another was one of the 45th Parallel signs. The sign is south of Salmon, between Tendoy and Baker. It says: 45th Parallel Halfway between the equator and the north pole. Unfortunately, we weren't expecting it, so we didn't get a picture as we drove by.

We are on our way towards the Coeur d'Alene area but will make a few more stops before getting there. Our next stop is Charles Waters Campground, where we will spend just one evening. The campground is a USFS campground, which means no hookups, but it also costs us a grand total of $10, so we'll manage. 

What we found so remarkable about this place was the sheer number of white butterflies that were all over this area. I think they are called Large Marbles (Euchloe Ausonides), but that is just a guess. They were there by the thousands, mostly up in the pine trees. Wendy spent a decent amount of time chasing them around in order to get a good picture of them, but they never seemed to land within range... that is until she put her phone down. Her husband found this very amusing... her, not so much.

I (Wendy) did finally get some pictures of the butterflies. The best picture was of the non-white butterfly that landed on my foot. Another one actually landed in the palm of my hand (as Tom said when I didn't have my phone...yes, he was amused).

Tank found himself a bushy cool spot to hide in