Just a few images from a winter trip to the Henry's Fork in Idaho. The Henry's Fork is not a winter fly fishing destination. The area is normally buried under many feet of snow which makes it a haven for folks on snowmobiles. This was a near perfect winter day. Overcast, comfortable, calm. The midges were out. The blue-winged olives didn't come out to play. And the trout? They came out too, and played, a little.
I fished until late afternoon.
The tally for the day was twice my last outing.
Where did the time go?
I've used this quote before, but am compelled to use it again as it sums up the day perfectly.
"I wondered for quite a while about the fascination of fly fishing. Why is it that I can wade into a stream at 10 in the morning, look at my watch in a "couple" of hours, and find out that it's late in the afternoon"........by Gene Hill from A Listening Walk and other stories.