Solo trip

Pioneer Day weekend, went on a solo camping trip hitting the water, traveled more than 600 miles from Wednesday night 'till Saturday night. The weather was not very cooperative though, with a low of 42 and a high of 90, with an average in the high 70s low 80s it rained the entire time. It was a good test of my gear, the tent was water tight along with my new raincoat I stayed 'almost' dry. This was the first time I have ever been camping alone and it was a great success. There are just a few people in this world I wish I could've shared this trip with and I wish you had all been there with me.


The storm was fast approaching:
With clouds overhead the rain was here, W&J raincoat to the rescue:
A beautiful flower:
Hmm, what's that? The "raggedy andy" strikes again, and again:
This is why they call'em cutthroats:
A little blown out by the last day:
The cutthroats in this area are phenomonal, so colorful!:


A picture worth a thousand words:

Good Water

Hit some good water again. I found myself unable to sleep so at about 5 am I started out driving all by my lonesome. Was headed to the Provo and then asked myself why? So, I flipped the script and headed in a different direction. Hit some water I only recently discovered (or was shown to me). I walked with a swift step as though I had a purpose. Finally got to where I looked into the water and saw a hole: "a fish has to be holding there" I thought to myself. I sat down, rigged up, slurpped a Red Bull and chewed down some beef jerky. 9:01 am, time to start fishing.

Part of fishing is the adventure, be it getting lost in the car, getting lost on foot, falling down, getting back up and observing everything around you. As I snapped this photo of a very interesting flower a deer ran behind me up the hill and a large bird cawed circling the sky above me, all signs I thought would lead to a good day... the signs did not fall short of a great day on the water.

My day was ended early, this shot doesn't truly show the lightning strikes and down pour that chased me away.
The first hole I saw did not produce, but it was operator error... I missed. This was off the next cast above the first hole I butchered. I only used two different dry flies and they both produced.
Smile for the camera Mr. Trout.
mmm... this was just in my mouth.
The Longest fish of the day. This one kicked my ass up and down the river, thanks to the bank being accessible I was able to RUN down stream and land him. Very nice.
They kept taking dries, so I would take the "Raggedy Andy" off and nothing. Put it back on and boom a hit on the nymph, then all they would hit was the dry. So I'd take the nymph off and nothing. After a few times of adding and removing the nymph I finally just kept it on and continued with both.
Cutthroat.
Indian paint brush.
Mas cicadas.
The fattest fish of the day, a.k.a. hog.
Another off the dry.
I really liked this shot with 1/2 shadow and 1/2 in the light.
Fish hitting dries bigger than your head!
Another shot I really liked because of the angle, sorry I am geeking out.

The Second fattest fish of the day.

Marks favorite place

The moon rise was awesome
The hog of the day, the rest were 4"-10"s. Got a few on the dry.
It turns out when you create a fly someone else will name it for you.
Got this one of the Raggedy Andy. (corrected by BG)
(thanks Nick)
hatch, hatch, hatch
mmm... dinner

July 14 Sunset

A beautiful sunset from the East Bench of the Salt Lake City Valley, thanks to the California wildfires the sunsets have been amazing. Hopefully more pictures to come from other days.

July 4 Hands on Fish

Happy fourth of July.
Hope you not only enjoyed the holiday and your independence from England.
As you can see I did!
Thanks Bryan, Nate and Nick, good times!