We did this hike last year, but with considerably less snow. It has really dumped this year in the Bitterroot Mountains, and the Bass Creek drainage is under a blanket of white stuff. Were we deterred? Oh hell no, Jeff and I made relatively good time to the old log dam where I flew the drone for the first time (not my first time flying, but the first…ever…at this location). The Sun was warm and temperatures remained comfortable all day. From here, the hike is a real cruiser for the next mile and a half to the crossing of Bass Creek, which is marked by a gigantic boulder. Under this chunk of the mountain, we spotted a Western jumping mouse (it has been years since I have actually laid eyes upon one of these little critters). It jumped (surprising, I know) into view and within seconds it was gone, but enough of a glance to identify the rodent. Overhead the trees were filled with large mixed species flocks of Pine Siskins, Red Crossbills, and Evening Grosbeaks with at the lower levels Golden-crowned Kinglets, Red-breasted Nuthatches, and Mountain Chickadees. Maybe spring is coming after all?