On July 19th, Stephen Rose, Wes Anderson, Stephen’s son Heron and my son Bode all loaded up in Madison and headed west to Montana. We overnighted near Sturgis, SD, then pushed through Billings to Roscoe, MT and on to the trailhead at East Rosebud Lake.
We then hiked 26 miles over the Beartooths to a trailhead on the west side of the range near Cooke City. The experience was incredible, challenging, and a lot of fun.
Afterward we toured Yellowstone and the Tetons while enjoying real beds and a hot tub.
Below, some pictures from our trip. These will come in installments each day, so stay tuned for images from our grand adventure.
Sunset in South Dakota
Heron in SD
Big Bucks in SD
The view from East Rosebud Lake, MT
Bode and Heron on the eve of our hike
Wes Anderson, Dad, stands before the Beartooths
Stephen Rose admiring East Rosebud Creek
Our troupe hikes upward and Westward
Last July, my wife Rebecca and I took a trip to the Grand Tetons and Jackson, Wyoming with our good friend Courtney and Brian. Brian and I did some fly fishing, landing a total of three Cutthroats, while Courtney and Rebecca went shopping and on a day trip to Yellowstone. We spent a day together at Jenny Lake and Cascade Canyon as well.
This is beautiful country, no doubt about it. If you’ve never seen the Tetons in person, you will surely want to someday. They are breathtaking.
The trout water is very different from our spring-fed creeks, as they are reliant on snowmelt and precipitation, along with hatching insects that provide food for trout. Brian and I were told later that we likely fished too low for July conditions, and that we should have fished a bit higher in elevation. It is essential to find a reputable fly shop for advice on which rivers are in good shape each day.
I hope you enjoy the photos!
Here is an excerpt from Trout Bum, by John Gierach, a book I’m currently enjoying. This excerpt caught my attention because I got a case of what John describes as “Big-Fish Syndrome” on opening weekend. Let me tell you, if I keep the attitude I had over the weekend going I am not going to enjoy my season to its fullest.
Get yourself a light rod, fish the small streams until you’re used to the scale of things, and then hook a 12- or 14-inch brook trout or a 15-inch cutt. Sooner or later it will happen. That fish will be breathtakingly large. You may panic and break him off.
I can guarantee that unless you happen to be a victim of the Big-Fish Syndrome. That’s a disease that affects people who have a mild character flaw anyway and who then fish Bristol Bay, the Big Horn, or some other water where the landing of countless fish over 20 inches (that mystical number) “ruins” all lesser fishing for them. Don’t laugh; I’ve actually heard people claim that. When I was a boy in the Midwest, the same condition was known as “The Mopus”, in which the sufferer became filled with crap right up to his heart.
Though all fishermen have a thing for big trout, most are immune to the more virulent strains of the Syndrome. To those who aren’t, I can only say that catching average trout from average streams may be a lousy job, but someone has to do it.
12-Inch Flat Creek Cutthroat, Jackson, WY