Fly fishing is something that is growing more and more dear to my heart. Over the last weekend I went and fished the Green River with my good friend Dan. It is trips like this that really make me love this sport, activity, lifestyle or whatever it is... I'm not quite sure of that yet. What I do know is that I drove eight hours round trip for about two hours of fishing, spent Friday night crammed into the back of my truck in 17° weather, and froze my ass off for most of the day all in the name of catching awesome trout. The bottom line is that I caught fish, love the Green, and plan for this to be the first of many trips to the Green River. The following is a photo epilogue of our journey.
[Thanks to Dan for the photos of me.]
I caught some fish.
Decisions. Decisions.
Dan caught fish. Dan caught some nice fish.
Another stupid truck photo.
A stupid truck photo that I really like.
