It used to be that you would drive to Zigzag and turn North at the Lolo Pass junction, drive a little over four miles to forest road 1825 and then…but then it doesn’t really matter because forest road 1825 has a gate across it now. So it’s get-out-of-the-car-and-walk-time.
At first, as you walk along the trails that snake along the river, you marvel at the delicate ground cover and the tenacious tree-like things that struggle to grow out of the moss and lichen covered rocks. But then abruptly, the trail disappears, seemingly scooped out by a titan gardener with skyscraper sized spade.
Fortunately, there is a wealth of bridge alternatives.
I took the one without a tree in front of it.
From here, or very close to here, there is a message board that is kind enough to inform you that a mile ahead, there will be NO seasonal bridge across the river until maybe May – but it depends. But that note was probably written before the November moonscape make-over.
Here Mother Nature experiments with a lunar crater motif.
As best as I was able to determine, this is the place where you would expect to find a seasonal bridge (if it was the right season). I think the dark space into the trees on the other side of the river is where the trail continues, but I didn’t have time to verify it owing to a prior softball commitment. From this point, my GPS device claims that it is 3.8 miles back to where I parked the car.