Pictures of Fishermen (and Women), Page 3

Lena wading across the riffle to catch up with me.

My girlfriend holds her first trout up. The photo's blurry because the lens is covered with mist from the waterfall.

My girlfriend prepares to cast into a deep waterfall pool.

My dad plays the first brown trout he's ever caught on a fly.

This is my dad's first brown trout on the fly, an 11 incher.

This is my first-ever lake trout, caught on a spinner before we stopped to unpack the fly rods near the beginning of a 4-day float trip. I caught another of about the same size soon thereafter. The coloration is incredible compared to other lakers I've seen -- a much more believable cousin to the brook trout.

This beautiful little rainbow trout was feeding in late afternoon in the narrow tail of a reliable flat.

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.

I try to find a brookie in a beautiful, clear pool, but with no luck.