After a week dodging long lines and chasing Mickey around Disney the fam and I did laundry, repacked our luggage, and headed west. Three flights later we landed in West Yellowstone and were greeted with beautiful weather and the most wonderful rivers a fly angler could hope for.
After a two hour drive north my jaw dropped when we came to a four way stop and literally saw four... that's right FOUR! fly shops. One shop for every corner. About three hundred yards further on I slammed on the brakes. Off to the left was SIMMS. YOU BET I STOPPED!
I'm moble posting so don't expect to many wonderful photos this week but I am sure to have a great couple of posts once I get back. Right now however I am just stunned at the beauty of the place.
I can't wait to wet some salmon flies!
3 comments:
Go Joel! We'll wait for the pictures.
Joel,
We might bump in if you drive and fish around Paradise Valley.
Have a good trip!
Howard -I'm taking as many as my phone will hold. It might be hard to narrow the pics down
Satoshi - if that's near the Gallatin, The Bear Trap, or the Ruby then we might see you. Right now I'm just trying to get my bearings.
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