WHISKEY RIVER AUSSIES

"In the Arctic half-light of the canyon, all existence fades to a being with my soul and memories and the sounds of the Big Blackfoot River and a four-count rhythm and the hope that a fish will rise. Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of those rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs."

-A RIVER RUNS THROUGH IT

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The "words" of our past and present Aussies say it all.

We are excited to be a part of your journey!

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