This last trip may have been the last true flip flop excursion of the 2010 summer. The fishing left a lot to be desired but the company did not. We all had a most excellent time and I dont believe we will ever see chicken gorgonzola on a menu without a giggle again. Great trip.
It rains a little bit in Alaska. The center portion of our trip was a soggy adventure. We did not let it slow us down, we continued working hard and were rewarded from time to time with fish. Keep in mind that on this trip, pink salmon, were not considered fish. We slayed them at all hours and conditions of the day. They are a good eating fish if you cook them up fresh. They do not freeze well, this is why you often see it in the canned food section of your supermarket. I think we probably caught 500 or so between us. The rain made it hard to take out the camera. Even when i did, i seemed to be in a hurry and didn't get the best setups possible. I got more comfortable as the trip went on and started to shoot much better in the rain. My 7d was a champ, i drenched it multiple times and had zero problems, great piece of equipment. The following photos are just some random stuff, The serious fish post will be soon to follow, patience. Randy was the fish slayer as usual, but Silvers are hard to find in the rain...
The William Joseph waterproof packs you see below were awsome. They kept my stuff dry as a bone, and it was seriously wet. William joseph is trying to decide if they will enter the waterproof game, from what i experienced, they should absolutely enter the game... Thanks Paul Swint for letting me use the packs.
The tails go with the heads beside them. The first is an Irish Lord, caught in the ocean, cool tail. The second is a pink salmon, The tail of a pink is my favorite. It kind of looks out of place, should be on a tiger trout or something.
The first few moments in Alaska are always overwhelming, but this time was even more so. We were in Ketchican and immediatly hopped a float plane to our final destination. Flying in a float plane had always been something i was looking forward too. It did not disappoint, the Beaver we flew in was actually the red one below. They seem to not be going fast enough to even fly, but there you are, lumbering across the sky. Its loud, tight, uncomfy, but there is knowhere else you would rather be. I will be breaking down our Alaska trip in several post over the next few weeks. Special thank you to Dr. Allen Carter of Star Valley Wyoming for allowing us to join him at his cabin on Prince of Wales Island.
My Photo on the front page of Fly Fishing Community
What a trip
From our trip to Wyoming
Brooke Trout featured on Moldy Chum
Weber River Brown Trout
Photo by Matt Guymon.
Canon Eos XSI
I started shooting with a Sony DSC-H50, but i have now switched to the canon XSI. If you would like a print of any of my pics for the den, let me know at firstname.lastname@example.org
Weber Provo South Fork (Ogden) Henrys Fork (Snake) Madison St. Joe Hamms Fork Little Bear Blacksmith Fork Strawberry Duchesne Antimony Buffalo Birch Creek Green Colombia (oregon) Crooked River (oregon) Uintah Mountains Boulder Mountains Kenai (alaska) Anchor (alaska) Crooked Creek (alaska) Russian river (alaska) Quartz creek (alaska)
Fishing has always been a constant in my life. I remember fishing trips with my grandfather as a young boy. I remember fishing the Crooked River in Prineville Oregon as a grade schooler every day that i could. As I grew older basketball began to dominate my life. Basketball took me to Hawaii, Alabama, and Florida were i took any and every oppertunity to fish in the ocean. As basketball ended and life and children took over Fly fishing has become the passion in my life. I Love the river, its the only place where all my troubles truely do drown away. Almost better than the fish are the photos, i love to capture them in there own unique way.
I love a great pic, they are the best way to try and portray the enjoyment of a great catch. I especially enjoy capturing photos of the beautiful landscapes that the fish call home.
Beautiful Madison Bows
My Home River
As i am from Utah, there are many great rivers that we have to choose from. While the Provo is awsome, and i love to fish there, it is just to crouded. I have grown to love the peace and the big fat browns of the weber. I fish it weekly and consider it to be my home river. Im not affraid of a road trip. I have grown very fond of a few rivers not so close to home.