After a long night out at one of downtown Denver's finer wine bars, Trios Enoteca, followed by a trip to one of the city's iconic jazz and blues gems, El Chapultepec, I joined my skiing buddy Eric and made not only the first fly casts of 2009, but the first ones in close to ten years. How I managed two-plus years living here in Colorado without my fly rod is beyond me, but now that it has a rightful home, you can expect each weekend to be filled with much time on the water. I wasn't expecting a whole lot of success on Sunday morning, but there was no sign of muscle memory loss with my casting. I was also fortunate to grab two solid strikes although the unanticipation of any action let my reflexes slag behind while Eric pulled away with one catch on the day - only a one-pounder but it's a start. Not a bad way to spend four hours.
Click here to view the pictures below and more in larger size. All photos taken with the Canon G10.
0 comments:
Post a Comment