The outdoors revitalize my being no matter the activity and even if only for a moment.
Being outdoors reminds me of what is most important; therefore, I long most days to be in the great outdoors.

Saturday, September 18, 2010

More of "Somewhere" in Monatana

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.
Brad's Beauty.
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 campsite.
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.

1 comment:

Gilbert Rowley said...

No kidding the fun never ended! Looks like you all probably had sore right arms after catching all those fish! Nice job!