Pictures of Fishermen (and Women), Page 3

This is probably my largest grayling to date -- it's about 18 inches.

Here's the first of many new pictures of Alaska that I'll be putting online as soon as I get the chance. It's a panorama of my dad standing and looking across the valley of the river where we both caught our first arctic grayling an hour or so later.

You've got to see it full-size to appreciate it.

This big smallmouth slammed a Dahlberg Diver on the surface.

Lena wading across the riffle to catch up with me.

My dad works his way through the shallows of a smallmouth river. The hole around the large boulder might shelter bass in normal water, but we floated this stretch during a prolonged drought and the fish had left the shallows.

My first westslope cutthroat!

Even when it's not the peak of the salmon season, the Kenai is pretty crowded.

My dad nearly broke a long troutless slump fighting a 16-inch rainbow in fast water. It spit the hook after a while.