I got a new lens and it’s really big. Funny how this can sometimes vault one back into taking pictures and seeing things in a new light. Now, when I’m on the scene with other photographers, my lens is almost as big as theirs……
Later this morning, I am headed to Lamar Valley on a four day photo tour with Henry Holdsworth, of Jackson, Wyoming. Henry leads multiple photo tours through YNP every winter and hires Yellowstone Alpen Guides to help him out. If you’re wanting to learn about your DSLR and visit YNP to take photos, he is one of the best.
These four river otters have been quite active thus far this winter season on the Yellowstone River at Chittenden Bridge. The elevated view allows for great photographs and viewing of these curious animals. On one occasion, we watched them dive down, surface back up to the ice and eat stone fly nymphs – that was pretty cool.
First off, Happy New Year from West Yellowstone, Montana.
The past 12 months was filled with wonderful memories on and off the river. Thanks to those of you who diligently return to fish with Big Sky Anglers each season, and to those first timers who trust in our word, we continue to thrive in this competitive fly fishing world. With out the support of you – the reader, the traveling angler and our own families, BSA would not exist. So, hats off to all of you! We appreciate it more than you will ever know.
While sleeping sitting on the couch the past couple of days, I have been running through photos from the past year. I picked a few…… I hope you enjoy.
We are five days into 2013 and I have been so busy, that not enough time has been spared to write much at all. After recording nine straight of 10-12 hour days guiding in YNP, I contracted the bug. When the touristas arrive to view Yellowstone in all it’s splendor, they bring sickness with them. Most of the local residents have come down with something and damn near all of us worked through the Holidays with a sniffle or a cough. With a visit to the clinic yesterday, I learned that nine different bugs have been brought in from out of town and that my chest of full of green shit. Drugs are helping to fix this and I’m feeling better today already.
Hang tight as things will be back to normal here shortly!
YNP is has been open for almost a week. However, those which live with in the Park’s bounds, never knew it was closed. The wolf below, infected with mange, has been cruising the roads from Mid Way Geyser Basin all the way north past Gibbon Falls. With any luck, it won’t scratch itself to death and remove it’s much needed winter coat. There are other wolves around the West side of the YNP as well and they took down an elk near Nine Mile Run. This elk herd seems to be getting smaller each winter. Some say it’s down to 100 animals, maybe less.
Starting this weekend, the Park will get cranking with winter visitors. People come from all over the world to experience the wildness of YNP. The world is lacking wildness. Luckily, I get plenty of it.
We hit the sack last night around 10:30pm. Beforehand, I slipped out to the front porch to grab a few more logs for the fiery beast which warms our little cabin. It was cold. Yes, it’s always cold here in West Yellowstone, but this was different. This cold hadn’t been here since last winter. I peaked out past the roof line and the crystal clear starry night was settling in. After I packed the Elm full and let her rip for a few minutes, I crawled into a warm bed. This is the time of the year that being married has it’s benefits. Okay, there are more benefits than a warm bed, so we’ll stop there. Anyway, after about ten minutes the house began to pop and crack. Molly was sound asleep and never heard the winter noise. This went on all night long.
We woke to 30 below zero.
Damn, that’s cold.
No fishing today.