Knowingly driving away from a river for the season, sometimes saying goodbye for months on end, is a tough one. Every river has its own soul and the fish that return to them very much do as well. The question "what's your favorite river?" comes up nearly everyday. There's no right or wrong answer to this, but I don't think I'll ever be able to choose just one. The fall season's still hanging on but those drives away are coming, if they haven't already happened.
Last of October
November skies
Native blush
Smokeless
Bob Schaefer with a dandy.
Chris B
Redtail
October evening
First on the top, not a jerk in sight even as this hen came out of the water downstream after it. Great job Genevieve
Rick Davis hiding his smile after this hen cart-wheeled 9 times
Friends once again
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Dinner
Gasshopper
The great blue getting personal
Nothing beats your first, but how many can say their first came on a dry?
Big Dave getting after them again.
Peter Heitman
Morning bronze
Craw-baby
Sundowner
River camo
Exit-entry
Chuck Volkhausen, so shiny, so chrome.
Cutty
The circle of life
Big skies in the valley
"Fish is coming" Mr. Matsuda with a beauty
Jim Brown could do no wrong in this spot. Promptly named "Jim's"
On the drive away...
Every once in awhile...thanks Jason Hartwick for a beautiful shot
Many, many thanks to everyone who spent time with me on the water. It was a great season.
Best,
Rich