Saturday, September 18, 2010
The very upper part of the canyon.
Even the small creek up the canyon held decent trout.
More spinner fishing on holes that I could not pass up along the road.
The mountain range at the top of the canyon.
Paul scoping the small creek at the top of the canyon that we still caught trout out of.
Paul with a nice rainbow.
Brad stoked with his fatty bow.
Another solid hook by a Gilbert Rowley Nymph.
A nice underwater shot by Brad's underwater digital camera.
A snapshot of one of the releases. We caught and released over one hundred fish in 1 and a half days.
A nice brownie.
The only pic of the biggest fish of the trip. Paul caught over a 4 pound brown, but it fell to the ground and got dirty. He wanted to rinse it off for a good photo, but it came out of the the gill hook during the rinse off! I have never seen a man so devastated. The good news, was that his bad fishing streak was over!
Paul caught this one right after losing the over 4 pound one. This one was a lot skinnier than the one he lost.
Working the stream from all angles.
Brad gets another one from nymphing.
This Brown broke my 4 wt by swimming through my legs when I was trying to net it.
The road looking down "Somewhere" Canyon (Creek to the right).
Getting ready to go fishing for the day.
The flow of the water.
A Gilbert Rowley Nymph that Brad had great luck with.
A nice brown by Brad's Dad, Paul. It inhaled the lure.
Our morning of fishing on "Also Somewhere" Creek- in rained, sleeted, snowed , and hailed on us. We did not catch a single fish on the creek so we went back to "Somewhere" Creek.
Brad's self portrait in Moose Territory- we never saw him, but heard about him.
The storm in the distance.
There are mountains in the background, but you can't see them from the storm.
The view from the campsite.
Getting ready to go fishing again.
Paul drenched after falling into the water up to his neck.
The fun just never ended.
Getting some spinner fishing in over lunch.