Conflict of the seasons

Last Saturday proved to be too nice and a few of us took advantage of it. We ambled slow, very slowly down the Bitterroot. Crazy there was not a patch of snow or a piece of ice on the entire 5 hour float. But thats what you get when its 55 degrees in March. Not quite as warm as this 2008 trip

What season is it? Snapped these before leaving Missoula