Birthday Fishing (2 of 3)

...and more. A little higher up. The little bit of rain received to this point was nothing more than a threatening tease. Thankfully it didn't actually rain. A little bit of rain in a confined space in the high mountains adds up fast and makes gentle waters into raging torrents of pure power. That combined with the fact that rocks, when wet....tend to get slick and can create unintentional bouts of uncontrolled swimming. Yup...fair weather fishing is the only way to go.

Erin being a trooper, scampering amongst the rocks.

Yet again, pictures just cannot do this water justice. The depth of some of these holes is amazing. Just to the right of this frame, the water is 15 feet deep and is contained only by a few little rock outcrops and that huge gravel bar sandwiched between subterranean, underwater cliffs.

I am sad to say that this poor guy didn't make it. He swallowed the hook and our efforts to remove it and revive him failed. Size limits prevented us from carrying him out...and being the catch and release fisherman that I am, I figure its best to return it to whence it came vs tossing him on the shore or trying to keep him fresh on the long hike...and drive out. He certainly would have tasted good though.

Delicate water carvings within the deep. Its a good 15 to 20 feet deep here and most certainly NOT a place to try swimming.

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