The upper Ruby was on my top 3.
When we moved out to Hendersonville from San Diego I drove the car across solo. I took a wrong turn somewhere and ended up in Montana.
I called the wife and let her know that I was just outside of Cameron MT, somewhat disoriented by my navigational error, but safe. I figured I would spend a few days fishing since I was there anyhow.
The first day I fished the Madison, second day I caught the gallatin stained and running high so I hustled back to the Madison that evening, planning on leaving in the morning for the Ruby.
After fishing the late shift at three dollar bridge I hopped in the car, pulled out onto hwy 287 and turned towards Driftwaters for a burger. Halfway into the two mile jaunt my engine shut off completely without so much as a sputter. I coasted as far as I could and pulled off to the side of the road. A Subaru driven by a guy from Butte, sans seatbelt but with cold beer offered to take me over to Driftwaters and introduce me to the owner, Jerry. As it tuned out Jerry is a retired auto mechanic.
I ended up staying there 10 days running shuttles for Jerry & his wife taking drift boat trailers down river to the take outs. In between trips I helped Jerry change out my timing belt.
Thanks for the report & pictures, I never made it to the Ruby.