It's a dismal rainy, dark day outside. On these days I like to look at photos of fishing trips... it's like a time trip and takes me back to some wonderful times. For decades, Gin and I would spend our vacation time in the Yellowstone area fishing some of the most famous rivers in the world. When the price of gas became outrageous, we opted to spend our fishing vacation at Oregon's East Lake instead. We'd rent a cabin so we and our dog, Sage, had a home away from home. I thought I'd share some photos I've taken at East so perhaps you can transport back in your time to think about your favorite stillwaters. This concerned little guy was helping me tie flies on the picnic table outside the cabin. He also kept tabs on Virginia via the two-way radio. He was watching her to make sure she was okay. The problem I have with Virginia at East is I can't get her off the water. As some of the photos show, she stays on the lake when everyone else has packed it in.