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Looking at this is resurrecting memories. My mother is sitting right next to me on the shore of Upper Brooks Lake in Wyoming's Wind River Mountains. She's so young, 23, I think. We're laughing at the little brook trout I'm holding, because I've caught 5 in the last 15 minutes and my poor father, 30 feet away, hasn't caught a single fish yet. My two year old brother is chasing grasshoppers.
I love blue halos.
Looking good from my view here in Colorado. Is that an Elk Hair Caddis that took this fish?
ReplyDeleteYes indeed, Mel. They were hitting small to medium EHC patterns both days. I've discovered I love dry fly fishing on days when the water is slightly stained. My hypothesis is that it gave me an advantage I've never enjoyed before.
DeleteChris, that's a great photo. Your doing just fine.
ReplyDeleteBlue halos, red/orange dots and green worm like backing, no artist can duplicate. That fish come autumn will be super-spectacular.
Love the little story.
that story is one of the most memorable of my early childhood. we got a little lost on the way to the upper lake. My Dad carried my baby brother the whole way up and back. I really want to make that trek again as a father.
DeleteGo for it buddy.....
DeleteNice job. You can do a lot just by cropping and reducing glare. Then again, your pics are generally spot-on.
ReplyDeleteI managed about one good quality raw photo a year. When I zoomed in on the brookie above, I was astounded by the glittering detail. I get it, what you, Bill, and Alan have been doing. :)
DeleteNice looking brookie, and great photography as well. Can't go wrong with a elk hair caddis.
ReplyDeleteThe caddis was definitely working those couple of days. Thanks Ben!
ReplyDeleteI get asked by my kids at times Why I remember certain events so vividly...I just tell them, one day they will undestand. Thanks for sharing those moments Chris.
ReplyDeleteIf I don't write about it, history has proven to me that chances are far greater than not that the memory will fade and the experience will just become entropy...
DeleteSorry, what were we talking about? ;)
Hey Chris, beautiful photo and memory. Talking about the Winds brought back some pretty good memories for me as well. Thanks!
ReplyDeleteI'd love to see you write about some of your Wyoming memories, especially the in the Wind River mountains. Most of my summer weekends as a lad under 12 were either camping at Boysen Lake, which creates the legendary Wind River Canyon tailwater, or somewhere in the Wind River mountains.
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