After I found out that Laverne had a soft spot for the Rockies, I thought that we might as well take a trip there. So me and Laverne and Mrs. Dee headed toward the big hills to unfamiliar territory.
While there's nothing wrong with fishing the same old honey hole time after time, I like to try to get out on at least one trip a year to explore and fish somewhere I've never been. It's always nice to get out and look for greener pastures.
After a long drive, we ended up in this place to sample the local brews. I'm relatively certain that the Red Ryder BB gun was stashed behind the bar for unruly patrons......
We had 7 days to hike. The first 3 days were all incline just getting to the honey spot. Remember, we live at sea level. Mrs. Dee was feeling it and I was feeling a little guilty for dragging her along. But she was a trooper. The first day was particularly hellish and once we got it out of the way, spirits rose dramatically.
In an effort to slash some weight, I decided to leave my best glass at home and bring one single "jack of all trades, but not particularly good at any one thing" kit lens. This was a decision I now regret, as all the photos just seem a little flat to me.
The very first night we got to our destination lake a little before dark. As we put the tent up in the fading light my wife was hearing a grunting noise in the trees and asked me what that was. I told her not to worry that it was just a bull frog. About 20 yards from where we were putting the tent up a bull moose walked out of the woods on his way to the lake.
We caught a few cutts along the way.
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The squirrels we saw on this trip were busy hard working little fukrs. I can only imagine how long and cold the winters here must be. Every morning at very first light they were up in the trees picking cones and throwing them to the ground and on our tent to be picked up and gathered later for winter stash. Most mornings we were awoken to cones bouncing off the tent.
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By the third day we were crossing the divide and I was feeling giddy. Mrs Dee couldn't hike fast enough.
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My wife is good company and it was great having her on the hike. All I had to do was put the tarp up and she blew up the mattresses and made the bed while Laverne and I ran off to fish. In the evenings, we sat around the fire and sipped on spirits.
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In 6 nights of back country travel, we never saw another person camping anywhere around us. It felt like the place was all ours.
The last few nights we were running low on protein. I wanted to take out this grouse, but my wife said to let Laverne hook us up......
And she did.....
After a nice trout dinner and couscous we got treated to a thunder storm that gradually got closer and closer....
After some heavy rain, the next morning me and Laverne got up early and let Mrs. Dee sleep in while we played with the locals.....
Get out and smell some rose hips....