Part 6

last morning







Before I headed out my campground neighbor, a guide on a busman's holiday, mentioned things had been crazy good on the hopper/dropper a bit down river the day before and I should give it a look; always listen when a guide makes a suggestion. Welcome to the pig farm






don't think I moved more than 100 yards; they came in all the colors of the rainbow




and somber shades of autumn





hate to leave when they're still biting but it's 5 hours back to home base and only thing left in the beef jerky bag is the pack of silica gel; the sights makes the ride a breeze









a bit of fresh snow on top; Winter is coming




Regards,
Scott