Revisiting Charles Kuralt's America for Twin Falls, Montana in September:
September is the perfect time to be there. The sun is slipping away to the south, lengthening the shadows of the haystacks in the fields. The green land is turning golden. Migrating birds are on the wing. The big brown trout are swimming up into the little side streams to spawn. It is time for the county fairs and the rodeos. It is time to start getting the firewood in.
This is not glamorous Montana, where the celebrities are buying up big ranches. That's off to the east, that's Bozeman and Livingston and the Paradise Valley upriver on the Yellowstone (in Montana, upriver almost always means down south) or away up near the Canadian border around Kalispell and Flathead Lake. This is working Montana. . . .
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