THE HUNT

I should have known that the elk hunt would be all-consuming. We were up no later than 5:00 a.m. most days and heading up the trail by 5:45 a.m. We hunted all morning with a nap in the sun after lunch. Then we hunted our way back to our trucks at the trailhead. But enough said for now. The hunt was successful, so it’s back to fishing, fly tying and lining up speaking engagements for the winter months. 

On the way to camp I always stop by this spring. It's the sweetest water there is.

Some of my favorite country, but the elk were at higher elevation. 

PUMPKIN MADNESS ON THE FRYING PAN RIVER

Every year around Halloween pumpkins begin to mysteriously appear along the Frying Pan River. I've seen them there for the past 20 years. It's a great tradition.