As the clock ticked away and there was still no word from Jackie I figured I better go drive over to Horsebutte and see if I could find them paddling away on the lake. Curly decided he better go with me because he knew his way around the lake and the roads, when we got there I figured we would see them right away, but there was no sign of anyone on the lake. I called my buddy Dan to see if he had any ideas where she might have gone thinking of the last time we went paddling down the Madison River to Hebgen. Curly then decided the best thing to do was try to find her on the boat. We went back to the campsite to tell everyone what we were doing, Joe joined us and we drove over to the boat, on the way I got a text... "We are stranded on a desert island." I called her, she had pulled over on a sandbar to call me, she was fine, and somehow she still thought she was going to paddle all the way to Rainbow Point. And so we went out in the boat and drove over to the Madison Arm and Joe spotted her in the middle of the lake, we almost drove right by her. The lake was like glass, it was still light out, but it was getting dark. Howie and Jackie were safe and sound and on the boat. Curly drove us over to Horsebutte. It was amazing how far she had paddled. Back at the campsite everyone was happy and relieved and there was still food!
Monday night was a goodbye - see you later - barbecue for our very good friends Victor and Stephanie and their kids Xela and Isabella. They are heading down to Venezuela for Victor's work and Big Sky is going to miss them, but they promise they will be back! In the meantime we all hope to visit them there!