Wednesday, September 5, 2007

A Few More Fly Fishing Pics from Jackson, Wyoming

Marty takes a barbless hook out of a Snake River Cutthroat before releasing it back into the Buffalo River.

Marty Meyer, conservationist, GTNP Ranger and River patrol, boatman and fisherman extraordinaire nets a fish on his day off.

Marty gets the boat ready to put in the water for our float trip down the Buffalo River, a tributary of the Snake, near Moran, Wy.

Marty, chooses a fly for our next round. One particular fly was our hands-down favorite this summer....but if we told you what it was, we'd have to kill you.


Drift boat fishing on the Snake.

Indigenous Snake River Cutthroat after being caught on an olive sculpin, before being released.

John Gendell, our New Zealand guide, up in Jackson for our summer and his winter, on the Snake.

It's a tough ride with just an okay view, but somebody's gotta do it...

Scott Sanchez, master fly tier from Jack Dennis, ties all kinds of flies to torment big fish.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Your friend Scot Sanchez is a ground breaking, innovative tyer. I run across his creations in Fly Tyer and other magazines. I'm sorry I haven't been west these past couple of years I'd enjoy talking to him. Who knows we might even get him to tie a Catskill fly. I thought about East & West when I read your columns and the difference between the two. Somehow the comparison is jazz like. Traditional jazz and modern, innovativative jazz. Not that we don't come up with new patterns and techniques back here but we always have this real link to the early history of tying in America which I don't recognize in Western tying. Not a criticism just an observation. That's why I have taken such interest in the Catskill Fly Tyers Guild. The historical tyers and patterns are of great interest to me. There is also the linkage between those tyers and the English tyers like Halford. Having said all that the fishermen of the Catskils and other eastern waters have modified the old patterns and improved them as fish catchers. Theodore Gordon probabably would not have immediately recognized the flies you fished on the Delaware in May.