Pictures of Fishermen (and Women), Page 14

Lena's first coastal cutthroat

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

Here I fruitlessly pound one of the best-looking holding lies I've ever seen for nice trout. I've never so much as hooked a trout there.

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 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!

Lena's first trout on the fly -- a heavily colored male brookie of a respectable size for his tiny stream. I left her with the rod and a nymph and walked downstream to man the camera, then I turned around and she was waving this trout around in the air. A pleasant surprise!

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