People to whom fly-fishing has introduced me, or with whom fishing has strengthened our bond.
Whether or not visitors fish, we share time on the water. Really, what better way to experience a slice of Montana or to share a memory than to convene at the waterside, the same places our ancestors first settled? As visitor season winds down, we have a chance to reflect on the relationships.
Blogger friends who I'd never met, fellow writers, Wilderness Adventures Press' authors, guides helping research articles, fishy friends of friends, brothers-in-laws of college friends, traveling photographers, friends and family... Cheers to you all. I hope to see you again streamside.
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| Jed from Sula Mountain Fly Fishing showing us how to fish skwalas. |
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| Liz's brother Eric, privy to a once-in-a-lifetime brown-drake hatch his first time fly fishing. |
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| Ok, this was in Wyoming... but connecting with fish and friends along the upper Green was a treat. |
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| Brady getting into some root-snag rainbows a day after Yellowstone's Black Canyon. |
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| Russ fishing dries (and why wouldn't he?) while comparing industry notes. |
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| Lindsey making use of a dropper while out-fishing the "fishers". |
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| Casting ants on the Missouri, "impressing" Liz's father. |
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| Charlie, on a previous trip. Didn't get to fish with him this time, but it was good to catch up. |
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