Seven Mile Hole, Friends, Brookies in Yellowstone
Ok, so it’s been a while, so sue us. We’ve been busy. Well, busy may not be the right word, but at least active.
A few weekends ago we hiked into the Grand Canyon of the Yellowstone for some good views and cutthroat fishing.
As you can see from the shots above, that’s one deep canyon. Here’s a shot from the way down. The smiles were just a bit harder to find on the haul back up.
Here’s the Yellowstone River from down near the bottom of the Canyon.
Here’s some shots of me fishing down in the canyon.
Here’s Rachel probably about to catch a fish. There were plenty of cutthroat, and they weren’t shy about eating grasshopper patterns.
This is about average size for the cutties we caught all day long down there.
That looks like a footprint… I wonder what could have made that?
A few days later Ryan & Katherine (Catherine?) stopped by on their way back to MI from Seattle. We did a whirlwind tour of the park, and stopped off at the canyon again for views and snapshots.
We found some bison in Hayden valley. We also saw some bears, but they were too far away to get a good picture.
One of the incredible number of beautiful views in Yellowstone.
Rachel and I took a drive to the northern portion of the park to go on another brook trout excursion. We happened upon these elk while we were following the creek.
Here’s one of the brookies we caught out there. They ate the hell out of ‘hoppers. You could see them charge out from under to banks to attack your fly. For a short hike, this was some fantastic fishing/.
Rachel caught this nice guy on her first cast. There were brookies pretty much everywhere you’d expect them to be, and they all seemed to be on guard for unlucky hoppers falling into their creek.
It’s been about three and a half months since we’ve been out here. It’s beginning to be the turn around part of the season as well. Less tourists, the fishing isn’t as good, the nights keep getting colder, and we could have snow in a few weeks. It’s hard to imagine snow while there’s still smoke all over from the various fires around the state. Tonight we’re off to the local rodeo, where our buddy James is going to live out a lifelong dream of riding a bull. James is a big guy, but bulls are bigger. Tomorrow we’re hiking into an extra-super-secret lake where the trout are supposed to be as big as your car. We’ll try and get some pictures and update pretty quickly. No promises though.