Through my adventures photos are taken that never seem to make it into specific fish posts. So much of my fishing goes unseen or heard. Even though these pictures may not be ready for prime time fishing posts, I have found a way to fit them in an excerpt called “Photos from the field.”
Spikes of whisker
(Above: This furry leaf muncher looks like it is armed with sharp spikes. Sometimes nature gives creatures a defense that looks more lethal than it really is. Spikes of whisker may be more façade than reality but surprisingly the illusion works well until a bird is brave enough to take a taste. Not sure whether it is coming or going, Most eaters of bugs move on in confusion rather than gambling with a stab to make sure.)
(Above: Stumbling along the trail on my way back to the truck I come across a stubby green hopper looking for a suitable place to lay eggs. Not the perfect light angle for the shot but the best I could do that the time. “Don’t press your luck, fella” was written all over her face.)
Deer don’t give fishing tips
(Above: I am not a big fan of spectators while I am fishing but will often ask a few of the locals for tips if the chance arises. Even though this local didn’t exactly fit the bill of an experienced angler I thought it would be worth the time to ask. “Struggling on this water today. No hits. What do you usually throw in this stretch?” She didn’t say a word. “I don’t blame you for not telling me. I wouldn’t tell me either.” Not so much as a grin. This just wasn’t my week with the ladies.)
Fish at my feet
(Above: There are moments when I am swinging to the fence for fish and they just laugh at me. If I would simply just take a deep breath and slow down I would often see that the fish are just below my feet. The next thing to remember is that they will often see me before I see them.)
(Above: Ok is it just me or does this rock formation look possibly like some sort of statue that was toppled or unfinished? Basically a torso but so well defined that it makes me wonder if this was from a wannabe Michelangelo on a field trip or Mother Nature just showing off a little. No photo shop trickery here either. Bad photography? Yes.)
Never got the epic fall shot this year. Standing amidst the 24karot gold skyline I could barely catch my breath enough to take the picture. Time is fleeting and before we know it the Cold Three will be upon us. I am doing my best to make the best of fall fishing while keeping everything else somewhat nailed down.
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