Landscape & scenery photos from the Namekagon River
A large spring's short outlet enters the river here and keeps it open during even the deepest cold spells.
This poster shows a mink, but when I made up the poster I thought it was an otter. Now you know why I'm not a trapper. It was a pretty big mink.
This deer ran at least a hundred yards in front of our canoe before it finally decided to get out of the river. Here it just hurdled a beaver dam.
I saw this porcupine cross the road behind me while I was watching from a bridge for some large trout I'd heard about. I ran back to the car for the camera and got quite close for a picture. Speed is not one of the noble porcupine's many virtues.
Several frightened mergansers scoot away from the canoe.
Thunderstorms threatened on this early July evening but they luckily kept missing me and the fishing was excellent.
This is one of the best-looking spots for a big trout that I've ever seen; all the river's current pushes food into one deep, narrow lane full of overhead cover and obstructions for fish to hold behind. I've not caught anything in the few times I've fished it, but I suspect that's my fault, not the river's.
Brad Bohen and I were scouting on this canoe trip, so we didn't stop to fish this appealing remote hole. I suspect it holds monsters--it's certainly fine water, far from where others usually fish.
The moon backlights a willow after midnight on a favorite trout stream.
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.
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