Pictures of Fishermen (and Women), Page 14

Lena casting.

I kneel on a rock trying to catch brookies in a waterfall pool.

I cross a small river after an unsuccessful attempt to find some fall-run landlocked salmon. This picture was taken shortly after another very nice wider picture of the same spot.

Photo by Elena Vayndorf.

Here I was unsuccessfully trying to find some lake-run fish that would have been stopped by the impressive barrier in the background. I didn't see any fish.

My dad holds up the largest trout he's caught so far on a fly, a 20-inch brown. It flipped out of his hand a moment later, making for a much more amusing picture.

First fish on my new Sage -- native Yellowstone cutthroat

My dad attempts to pose with a 20-inch brown trout he just caught. We took a "good" picture first, but I think this one is much better!

This 26.5" hen steelhead was my biggest trout ever at the time.

Here I am soaking wet holding up a hard-earned 17 inch brown trout. An hour or so before I caught her, I attempted a treacherous crossing over loose gravel, and the river was running high. I found myself treadmilling on my tiptoes to maintain my footing as the gravel slipped beneath me, and I was swept off downstream and swam to shore with a few gallons of 55 degree water in my waders. Being me, I kept fishing.