Figure the dry fly fishing on the freestones is probably going to slow down soon so I head out for a few days; AQI is a bit on the unhealthy side
Things are a bit better at the pass
Set up camp; throw out the panel and suck up as many photons as I can through the murk
Seriously tempted to grab the carp rod but it hasn’t been that cool and I have no desire to step on a rattler
Off to the hills
Foxtrot 2. More than a few of these around; pray to J they’re never used
Bovid munchies
On to fishing. First time I came here 11 years ago this is what greeted me.
It rarely disappoints
Foam is on the board
One more out of that run, then it on to the next hole; a half-hearted pass on the foam and then it shuts down
Muddler time
Instant return on investment
More water
More Muddlers
And a few more cutts
Never really hectic over the next few days, no bugs besides 1 yellow sally and a handful of hoppers, and fishing slows noticeably as the week goes on and temps go down, but who in their right mind could complain about being here? Only run in I have with plus-sized quadrupeds is a Bullwinkle scat sighting
Time to pack it up and head for home
Blackfeet bison
Wind shift paves the way for clear sailing
all the way to Stumptown; that’ll wrap it up.
Regards,
Scott
Things are a bit better at the pass
Set up camp; throw out the panel and suck up as many photons as I can through the murk
Seriously tempted to grab the carp rod but it hasn’t been that cool and I have no desire to step on a rattler
Off to the hills
Foxtrot 2. More than a few of these around; pray to J they’re never used
Bovid munchies
On to fishing. First time I came here 11 years ago this is what greeted me.
It rarely disappoints
Foam is on the board
One more out of that run, then it on to the next hole; a half-hearted pass on the foam and then it shuts down
Muddler time
Instant return on investment
More water
More Muddlers
And a few more cutts
Never really hectic over the next few days, no bugs besides 1 yellow sally and a handful of hoppers, and fishing slows noticeably as the week goes on and temps go down, but who in their right mind could complain about being here? Only run in I have with plus-sized quadrupeds is a Bullwinkle scat sighting
Time to pack it up and head for home
Blackfeet bison
Wind shift paves the way for clear sailing
all the way to Stumptown; that’ll wrap it up.
Regards,
Scott
