Fishing trip with Uncle George

Adam's Uncle George and Aunt Joan visited from California this week (Sorry, Joan was too busy shopping to make it into any of the pictures). They come out once a year and we all love having them around. Usually all the women go shopping, while all the men go fishing. This year did not disappoint. Here is George catching one of the biggest fish of his life. It took him almost twenty minutes to play and was a monster of a Brown Trout.

During the fishing trip we had company. Daisy, the ranch owner's dog followed us every where we went and would jump in the river. It was a big pain because she would scare the fish, but it was kind of fun to have another fishing buddy along.
While jumping over the fence, and helping his Uncle over, Adam caught his arm. He said afterwards that it made him feel more like a man and that chicks dig scars.
In the middle of the week we all went up to the Flaming Gorge Lodge and stayed overnight and fished the Green River. Here is Adam's brother Geoff, Dad, and Uncle after eating dinner at the cafe.
Adam's other brother Eric, Dad, and Uncle went up stream one day while Geoff and Adam went down stream. There had been a fire a few years previous and the landscape was kind of an eery because it was burned up trees mixed with living trees.
After the trip was over, Eric had changed his clothes, but kept his cowboy hat on and proceeded to do a jig. We think he was trying to do some dance to entice more fish to take his flies, but failed on both accounts.