Landscape & scenery photos from the Namekagon River
A great blue heron does a flyover on a flock of young common mergansers. I wonder how many hundreds of young trout go into the creation of a great blue heron and fifteen mergansers... hmm, where's Dick Cheney when you need him?
Photo by Elena Vayndorf.
This is one of my favorite pictures of the Namekagon.
A large spring's short outlet enters the river here and keeps it open during even the deepest cold spells.
The 5 am mist rises off a classic hole on a favorite river. I'd just spent (Spent: The wing position of many aquatic insects when they fall on the water after mating. The wings of both sides lay flat on the water. The word may be used to describe insects with their wings in that position, as well as the position itself.) the last few hours of that moonless night working this hole with big pusher flies in the pitch black darkness, running on caffeine until about 4:15 and adrenaline from that point on, after feeling a whale of a brown trout on my line for about 15 seconds. Unfortunately the fish spit the hook, but it was an unforgettable experience.
A 19-inch smallmouth puts a hefty bend in my 5-weight.
With my friend Brad Bohen
at the oars of the drift boat, Don the Pond Monster
and I tempted several very nice smallmouths and muskies on a productive evening float.
I don't know if I skunked this day or not. I didn't catch any trout, but, um... does this count? (He grabbed onto my Pink Squirrel nymph as it drifted along the bottom and held on for dear life with his pincers.)
Several whitetail deer cross the river in front of me in the middle of winter.
I'm in this picture casing into the riffle above one of my favorite pools. The fishing was fine, but the catching wasn't so hot. I got one strike on my carefully tied nymphs and two on my cheap foam strike indicator.
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