We went fishing a couple of weeks ago up Fish Creek. Its up by Schofield. Derek did most of the fishing since I am a horrible fly fisher-woman. Infact, he banned me from using his pole anymore that day after I lost about 2 or so flys in the trees. He said we have to practice in the yard with NO flys on, before I'm ready for the big fish. Whatever!
It's all about the technique. . .that's what they tell me!
Derek's 2 biggest catches of the day! He's one happy guy!
Just what I do best!!!
The scenery was beautiful. It had been snowing all morning so the mountains and the trees looked gorgeous. I'm not that great of a photographer so I couldn't catch the real beauty.
What's worse than a husband as a fisherman? A husband that is a fisher-cook. Here's Derek devouring his fresh catch! He looks so happy! He never looks that happy when he's eating my homemade dinner each night!