While I am out in the hot Montana sun, slaving to catch trout for dinner, Marlene is off to Alaska with her sister, enjoying fine-dining and hanging out with brawny lumberjacks.
Say it ain’t so.
Reeling In The Big Ones
I know it is impolite to brag, but as you can see, we were reeling in the “big ones” on Flathead Lake this 4th of July Eve morning.
And I wasn’t even cheating by holding this fish close to the camera.
Bird’s View
Here is some more Flathead Lake shoreline, from a bird’s view.
Parentless In Montana
A fun week with the grandkids that started with a minor league ballgame in Spokane, courtesy of Marlene’s sister Jenny — then back to Montana.
For the first time EVER, we had our four grandchildren together “without” their parents.
Back To Looking For Trout In All The Wrong Places
Simply put, if the fish are not where we want them to be, we are not going to catch them.
We have standards after all.
A Gem Of A Fall Day!
Looking for trout in all the wrong places, but enjoying the process of doing so.
That’s us on the far side of the island (where I would reside if I were a trout).
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