3.10.2009
Early Spring Fishing
2.15.2009
Brett & Brandi Visit
Ryan's cousin Brett & his wife Brandi stopped through and stayed with us for a couple days. We enjoy their company so much! We all went down to the North Fork and the boys fished while Brandi & I chilled... literally. (I know, I know.. dorky joke!) Brett & Brandi are expecting a baby boy at the end of June. We are excited to meet the little tyke... whom we refer to as Brettrick 2.
10.09.2008
Visit from Steve Bell
Last weekend, Ryan's good friend Stephen came up to visit from St. Louis. The ranch was "joke central" for 3 days. I honestly think that they speak their own language. Here are some pictures from their trip up the canyon to Longdraw Reservior. The final fish count... Stephen - 4, Ryan -3. It was "the best day ever."
Rocky Mountain Nat'l Park
9.29.2008
A Summer's Worth of Fishing
6.24.2008
Fishing the Salmon Fly Hatch
The salmon fly hatch of the Black Canyon is the biggest & most infamous hatch in Colorado... Experienced fishermen floating the river during the hatch can catch 50+ trout. Of course we just happened to be in the area at the start of the hatch and decided to check it out.
Sadly, we were just a couple days too early and the trout weren't rising to eat the salmon flies yet. Ryan caught one small brown trout. It was well worth the hike to see the feeding frenzy on the shore. The garter snakes, skinks, & lizards were out in full force!
5.02.2008
Fishing the Tundra
Jon's brother, who lives in Seattle, came for a visit this week and wanted to do some fishing. We decided to get out of town and try a new spot so we drove up and over Cameron Pass to try a river we've never fished. A couple thousand more feet of elevation makes a lot of difference. Sustained 30mph winds, snow still on the ground and the water we fished had been frozen just the week before. Fishing was slow because the water was so cold but the scenery and wild country was worth the drive... We were using huge flies hoping a big meal would rouse the sluggish fish out of hibernation. A couple hours of fishing and we didn't see or feel a single fish.
Finally...
I had to pass the rod to Jon who was standing on the other side of this willow bush because the water was too deep to wade around it and the fish was bolting downstream.
Finally caught up to him...
Saw a few dead cows; must have been a hard winter up there...