I've been watching the dogs a lot lately, while my family members are out having way more fun than me. First it was my moms dog, while she enjoyed a distant beach on an island near Madagascar for nearly a month. Than my younger brother left for a ski bumming road trip leaving me fully in charge of our dog. And most recently I have acquired my older brothers animal while he's away in Costa Rica doing whatever it is one might do in paradise.
So I've been firmly planted, unable to travel away for more than a half day, patiently waiting for my chance to move. Typically this would be a non issue in Utah, but with the sad state of this winter I have been getting antsy. Luckily I live in an area where I could never get bored, a little fishing and biking here and there, and more days skiing flat groomers than I care to admit.
dogz....
1st time biking in january, ever...
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Wednesday, January 4, 2012
Monday, December 12, 2011
dog days of winter
My brother bought a new camera, and I was eager to test it out. We have been shooting with the Canon 5D series ever since its inception, but decided to add his little brother the 7D to the camera block this winter. The 7D is great because of the 8fps photo, 60fps video, and fast autofocus. Its incredibly fast when combined with a Canon 70-200mm f/2.8L which I used for these shots. Don't skip the fence, they are watching, and they will eat you...



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Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Bob Marshall 2008 the trip of a lifetime...
This trip, into the Bob Marshall wilderness of northwestern Montana, was certainly the climax of my life as a dry fly fisherman. It was the result of many years spent dreaming of a place where time existed on a simpler level. Where nothing exists that doesn't belong. I am grateful for the opportunity I had to wander through such a place. Anyways, of course we took a whole shit load of pictures along the way but here are just a few.....

^Holland Lake. This was the starting point of what would be the most agonizing 3.5 days of hiking I have ever experienced. But the rewards, aahhh the rewards!

^We skipped a couple a stones before we left. We embarked on the 30 mile hike the next day

^here we are, after 7 miles of uphill climbing entering the bob. Keep in mind our packs were like 100lbs for good reason, we were packing with fishing boats.
^Here, we have finally reached the waters of the South Fork of the Flathead river. What a glorious feeling it was to throw down my pack for the final time after a 3 and a half day slog. It was all down stream from here on out. All we had to do was kick back and float down a river for 5 days. Time to reap the fruits of our labor!!

^At the confluence, and finally heading downstream on day 4, yah this should be nice.

^on the first few days, we spent alot more time fishing than just about anything else.

^what we came for, westslope cutthroat, and lots of em.

^dutch basically slept for 5 days

^one of many camps next to the river


^big salmon lake

^first of all, these were the best berries I have ever had in my life. Some huckleberries. Like foraging bears we took to the slopes and picked these purple fruits for hours. We had enough to last us for the next 3 days. You don't know how stoked we were.

^more floatin...

^and fishin...

^and catchin
^crystal clear
^another looooong riffle
^taking a nap

^taking a swim

^nice country up there i'd say

^fishing at dusk was unbelievable

^dutch was the head of security, keeping lions and bears at bay.

^3 and a half foot long bull trout, need I say more

^epic shit right there

^and there


^neil sees some fish

back at the truck somewhere. boy were we excited to eat some delicious food after more than a week in the wilderness, only eating nuts and berries. Ha! actually our food was alright on the trip but the berries really did help.
Well, that was the coolest thing I have ever done and I can't wait to do it again. Next summer maybe a new river, or state, or country who knows. This trip to the south fork however marked the beginning of a new era for me, floating unfamiliar wilderness rivers on my water master.
Give thanks for Life! Peace.
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