Green River Brown

had a nice float down the Green river. Fish were looking up and looking well. I took this shot with my phone as my pop floated by holding up a nice brown of his own. Pretty sharp...

 

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summer of love

I love summer time. Its ironic because Im currently in a place where its below freezing, howling winds, and snowing heavily. Im in Chile for 4 weeks with the hopes of skiing some deep powder. While im really looking forward to this trip, I must say, I was really enjoying the beautiful summer in Utah! I wanted to share some pictures from the last few weeks leading up to my departure. You see, I knew I was heading to the cold wintery environment of the Andes mountains so I had to seize every opportunity to get out and fish/camp/hike/climb/bike/etc....



^ Biking the Crest trail in the early morning hours with my brother. I haven't biked much in the last 5 years but thats all about to change.


^ The Crest trail follows the park city ridgeline with epic views of the central Wasatch.


^ The wildflowers were just starting to go OFF!!! Indian Paintbrush


^ Fishing the green drake hatch this summer yielded some outrageously epic days. For me, the pinnacle moment in fly fishing is casting big dry-flies to even bigger trout and thats exactly what the green drake hatch can provide.


^ This mayfly avoided the gaping mouths of the trout on the middle provo river to dry his wings on the grassy banks


^ The day before I left for south america, we made one last float down the green river.


^ A colorful Bonneville Cutthroat from the High Uinta mountains


^ Shooting time lapses of the milky way in the uintas. It was a magical evening to say the least.


^ I love how this photo turned out. Whats going on with my net?!?! (no photoshop)

Green River

^ The Soundtrack

The Green is a classic. The main attraction, behind flaming gorge dam in north eastern Utah, is the "A" section. This portion of the river runs gin clear as it courses its way through towering red rock cliffs. The scenery alone will keep me coming back for decades to come. But really, its the trout that brings me back everytime, 2000 fish per mile to be exact. The Green is no secret though. Its a world class river that receives an enormous amount of pressure from fishermen, particularly in the summer. That means the fish are smarter than a 5th grader, which is saying a lot for a fish. It can be pretty frustrating watching a large brown trout come up to your fly and inspect it thoroughly, then deny it and give you the finger as it returns to its spot. Instead of throwing huge terrestrial flies with lots of sparkle and flare as most people do, my brother and I typically fish with small beetles and ants. The fish don't seem to scrutinize those flies as much.


^ This ponderosa pine was growing straight out of the rock, and doing quite well for itself.


^ The A section of the river is literally green, and plumb full of big trout.


^ Our dog loves floating the green as much as we do. Being a mastiff, his bones are heavy and dense which is why he runs a life jacket, otherwise he would eventually sink to the bottom. Mastiffs arn't supposed to be swimmers, but don't tell that to dutch, he kills it!