Sunday, August 7, 2011

Winds

The Wind River Range of Wyoming as it is officially tagged, is the start of day dreams for backpackers, fly fisherman, adventurers.... and apparently hang gliders?  But everyone who has experienced its immense granite boulders and massive vistas, all call it by the its nickname, the Winds.  Sweets and I will find ourselves in the dead of winter looking over the map and deciding where we want go that summer.  For a fly fisherman, the first thing coming to mind when "Winds" is mentioned, is "Goldens!".  The lakes holding these beautiful fish are a closely guarded secret, making their pursuit most of the fun.  We didn't strike gold on this trip, time was limited.  We did however, find some pretty hungry Cutts and eager Brookies. 

So this winter, we'll be thinking of days like these....


 The new king of the world? Rooster.  Any questions?


 Rooster seeking Brookies...

 He found 'em.

 Ricardo searching for cutts...

 He found 'em.  I'm not sure if it was the harsh winter or this lake is getting over populated, but some of the fish were definitely stunted.  Some looked fat and healthy, others were on the biggest loser diet.  Eat more fish...


 Standing out in a crowd



 My favorite from the trip

 Really?  Hang gliders?  Was there a problem with this?

2 comments:

mike doughty said...

amazing pics! i had planned on heading up there with RnF but couldn't make it. maybe next year

JGR said...

Wow, that is just beautiful.