I feel like I've been lurking too much this year. Probably since I haven't done any fishing since summer. Anyways I'm sitting in the phoenix airport waiting for my flight to mexico. I'm reading a book someone gave me a few years back. It's called Sex, Death and Fly Fishing. I remember enjoying it the first time I read it, and I'm equally entertained this time around. The author is John Gierach. Check it out if you haven't read it!
I'm posting a picture of my most memorable fish of the year. It was caught in Montana in a private spring creek next to the Yellowstone near Livingston. It's my most memorable because of the dry fly grab, the effort it took to bring in, and because the fish was so damn beautiful.
