A Very Happy Fisherman

Well, our time here in Island Park, Idaho (about 25 miles west of Yellowstone Park) is about over. But, as time goes quickly by, there's still time for fishing. And there was a very happy fisherman last night.

He fished the Firehole River in Yellowstone and caught some really pretty trout (don't worry, he released them safe and sound). It was possibly the best fishing he's had since our day long trip a few days ago. As for Hitch, he's not a fisherman and I'm finding these mosquitoes are just too much for a GIRL!!

But, he wasn't alone. Take a look at the GIRL who decided to visit him while he was fishing. In fact, took a drink of water out of the river just below him. Quite awesome. Then she came by the car so I could get a photo opp. If you blow up the photo and look over her, toward the downed tree to the left, you can just barely see the top of the fisherman's hat. Unreal!!

Everyone have a safe and fun Fourth!

Goodnight for now,

Traveling with Hitch

Look out fish, here we come

The first fishing was early evening day before yesterday. A beautiful spot where a creek meets a river. I took a chair and book in order to sit back and enjoy the outdoors while the fisherman did his thing. It was anything but peaceful, however. The MOSQUITOES nearly carried us both away - swarms of them. Seems with all the rain and snow this area has gotten, the little devils are the worst they have been in a while. Of course!

But don't fret, we weren't outdone. Armed with some serious bug spray, we entered an adventure of an all day outfit trip - a drift boat, with a guide, for both of us! Don't be too surprised, though, the guide was more for me than he. Yes, I'm in the very early stages of learning the art of fly fishing myself (that's probably more the surprise!). So, a full day of practice is a good thing. Until the next morning and the muscles remind you that you used ones not familiar with those back and forth and stretching motions. Yep, just a little stiff this morning!

After about six hours (with a short lunch break), I was finally satisfied with my learning for the day and sat back to relax the last 45 minutes or so. Gave me a chance to take pictures of the real enthusiast. I'm pleased with the fish we caught (sorry no proof pictures - not a guide who liked to pose the fish for photo opps - but there were fish caught by both of us) and even the ones that got away. It was a fun day on a lovely river and who knows, I might really get into this stuff.

Oh, and in case you are missing Hitch, well, seems he is just not into the fishing scene. So he did his own thing while we went out fishing. Don't worry, he had a good day, too.

Goodbye for now,
Traveling with Hitch

It's more than just Ol' Faithful

Yesterday we left Cody, Wyoming and headed for Island Park, Idaho. The best way to get here from there is through Yellowstone National Park. For the most part, when you think Yellowstone, you think Ol' Faithful and geysers. But the park is oh, so much more.

Hitch found a beautiful spot, at the base of the mountains beside a lake at the top of a snow (yes, we said SNOW) bank. He certainly enjoyed the drive through the park and saw all kinds of wildlife, too - mountain goats, buffalo, elk, black bear you name it.

For now, we have parked ourselves here at Island Park for a long stay - going to get in some fishing! (Who's surprised?) But, not to worry, the place is peaceful, and the view - well, as they say, a picture is worth a thousand words and this is literally the view from our window. Not bad, huh?

We'll let you know how the fishing goes. We're very optimistic!

Goodnight for now,

Traveling with Hitch